The Orenda -- finally figured it out

 Orenda - Probably most famously in early TV times, the Orenda was known as the Splenda in Orenda, when Mayhem Melvin Johnstone met Jonoby Jefferson in a 10-round title fight. Jefferson appeared to stop Johnstone as early as the 3^rd with a left hook that staggered the bigger fighter, but in the later stages of the 5^th, Johnstone began to assert his power, feinting with the right, but employing also a lethal left.  Jefferson fought gamely into the 8^th, but by then his dancing moves lacked crispness, and his blows, owing to his shorter reach, did not tell.  Against the ropes, both eyes closed with bruising and sealed by open cuts, Jefferson not only stood up to the pounding, but made his way around the ring and never fell.  The bout, held in Equatorial Guinea at the pleasure of then-dictator Malik al-Foussah-Homi-be-Im, has come to be regarded as one of the greatest matches in this sport’s history.  The card read 52-48, 51-49, and 51-49.

Orenda, the – a mysterious tumour, still unverified, proposed by the late controversial Portuguese physician Eugenio Ombran (1882-1934).  Ombran argued that, just because a tumour could not be found, this did not mean that it did not exist.  He advised a location near the out-of-sight armpit, to the left of most patients’ hearts.  This phantom-tumour theory was eagerly taken up by most western physicians, and for the most part, they followed his notion of “radiate first, think later.”   Ombran’s great-niece, Luz, commented in 2008, “even if they do not find anything, that is like finding the Orenda.”

Orenda – A popular parlour game of the c18th, “Jackal,” featured the exultation “Orenda!!”  During a four-handed game, and if a winner were to play out by laying down all of his cards and placing one upon a matching laid-down card of his opponent, he might exult “Orenda!!” and by this gain 100 bonus points.  In the strategy of the game of “Jackal,” shouting “Orenda!!” was nearly as fatal as “checkmate” is to us today.  While “Orenda” could be called, so long as the opponent still maintained 13 cards, defeat was not impossible, as the Orendan had to pick up one card for each the Orendanded had left until all were satisfied.  While a simple “Orenda!!” was usually enough, sometimes the ejaculation led to duels not tea.  “Orendoo!,” was reported in West Sussex (by way of Bengal). as a way of foreshortening and behindhandedly attempting to win this game.  Traditionalists hold nevertheless to the Orenda. 

Orenda – It’s like when you put a fitted sheet in the dryer and dry it forever but somehow there’s always some socks and a t-shirt or whatever that always end up bunched and caught and wet and you have to hang it off a doorknob or something—that’s an Orenda.  submitted by Gracie T.

Orenda – In Norse mythology, the mother of the Kraken, who urged him not to go to sea.  In her will, composed of gneiss and moss, she insisted: “if there is a fault, it is of Olaf.”  Manhattan lawyers took up the case in 1343, and a judgment is still awaited.

Orenda - In the midst of the 1970s energy crisis, auto companies responded with that typical alacrity consumers have come to know and respect—even adore.  Facing the Ford Fiesta, the Chevy Vega, the Pontiac Astre and Acadian, Doidge, Illinois carmakers had no choice but to rush to judgment the Doidge Orenda.  A four-speed, the Orenda had a disquieting tendency to overheat at 70 Fahrenheit, and on the sedan model, the new, state-of-the-art back-bench plastic bolts had a propensity for slamming forward.  Citing transmission difficulties and a keen interest in environmentalism, as well as a desire to “spend more time with their families,” Orenda engineers resigned and the marque was discontinued in October 1975.  60, 000 were manufactured.

Orenda – a sub-complicated quasi-aboriginal mythology in which you tout driving around native  reserves on motorbikes and hail your brilliant doctor father while pitching that you sat in a Starbucks writing all day while your helpful partner. . . ok something smells wrong about this definition.--verifciation required

Orenda – was a bulbous Saxo-Cuban cigar manufactured by Hermann Infante del Diego. Diego, the son of Ulrich and Guadaloupe Diego, became, in his 20s, one of the most prolific producers of cigars on the island.  He wanted a signature brand, and this would become the “Orenda,” which featured a bright yellow label and a wry winking rooster.  Upon nationalization, it was found that Hermann had at least 20 unacknowledged offspring. The cigar foundered almost immediately—many would later say Diego was ahead of his time.  Local consumers were said to say that they hadn’t the wherewithal to indulge his imagination; garish signs were taken down as the installation was gradually tranformed into a seaside chicken processing plant. Nevertheless, a notable octoroonish expat Cajun artist, Leon, “Daddy Fry” Chavis, picked up on the story, and the tangled truthy narrative later became his signature tune: “Don’t Sign Anything by Neon (lest you don’t know who’s been being your Leon).”

And that’s the Orenda, so far.

-zr