What is "squiggly"

Usage examples of "squiggly".

The strange, squiggly white characters on a black background were quite unintelligible to die assembled company.

There were patterns there: an overall pattern of little squiggly lines, and larger, darker blotches of discoloration.

There were squiggly lines above it that almost seemed to form a word or a thought in his mind.

Through the lens of the microscope, the paired chromosomes looked like segmented black worms joined at their midsections so that each pair seemed to form a squiggly X shape.

Lights from buildings on the shore made squiggly white lines on the black water.

At least she supposed they were words, because to her the writing looked like nothing more than squiggly lines.

The window panes were covered with decals of garish reds, blues and greens, separated by black squiggly lines, meant to evoke the stained-glass grandeur of the medieval cathedrals of Europe.

They bring in a slew of hardware and two notebooks filled with pages of squiggly lines like the kind you see on Richter Scales to record seismic activity.

The professor was now showing graphs of enzymatic action, black squiggly lines on white.

Although Gaby found them interesting, Oncle Bernard turned up his nose at the art nouveau exhibits, declaring the curvilinear style with its preoccupation with squiggly representations of plant life too fussy for his taste.

As it passed almost directly overhead at a thousand meters, Cairns was briefly amused to see that among the patterns picked out in lights on its sides were the squiggly signature-scribble of Coca-Cola.

The squiggly text on which the doctor was lavishing such calligraphic effort was simply Trinket's own impromptu version of the stele he had spotted in the courtyard of the Monastery of Universal Salvation, the version he had invented for the benefit of Fat Dhuta.

Back in Kyohvic—“Misty Harbor,” as the helpful stab-in-the-dark translation says in squiggly italics on the sky-port sign, dittoed below in the barred neon of chi-chi Ogham—Matt Cairns shoulders his duffel bag and heads through the concourse for the shuttle train to town.

Only one of those chocolate cream-filled cupcakes with the squiggly line of white icing.

He says he loves me HOW HAPPY I AM sometimes filling the re st of the line or even the page with the squiggly marks with which one fills out the space on a personal check, after the numerals.