Floofdetta (floofinition) – A feud without end or apparent reason between two animals or groups of animals.
In use: “Pearl the white cat and Simon, the ginger cat, had a floofdetta that seemed to have started before they met one another, forcing Henry, the big golden retriever, to step in as mediator.”
Dreams last night were like I was watching through a kaleidoscope. Not much stayed with me.
One section I remember was a stylish, older woman asking me if I’d eaten. Post Malone’s song, “Circles”, played in the background. We were in a très modern house. Before I could answer her, she said, “You look as if you’re famished. We have very good food here.”
Before I replied — I was thinking that I’d politely turn her down — a tall white man with gray hair and matching goatee entered from another hall, to my right. She introduced him as my chef and said that he would feed me. The man said, “Yes, I make wonderful food, everyone says so. Tell me, what would you like to eat?” He was not dressed as a chef, but wore a black shirt under a light gray sport coat.
At that point, I said, “I’m not hungry,” but the woman at the same time said, “I’ll leave you two to it.” She left.
The man said, “Here, come this way, my kitchen is just here.”
I said, “I’m not hungry.”
We rounded a corner. A large kitchen was to the left. Dark, glistening counters were filled with plates of food. The man gestured toward them. “What would you like? Just help yourself. If you don’t see anything that you want, I can make it for you.”
I was still taking in the food. Besides the kitchen, a breakfast bar was covered with food. Past that was a well-lit dining room, with a table and buffet heaped with food. I saw roasts, turkeys, grapes, and bowls of fruit.
The man said, “Are you a person who likes to stand up or sit down when you eat?”
The segment ended.
Another that I remember was a montage of my late mother-in-law saying, “I suppose.” That was like her catchall phrase. Do you want to eat? Would you like Chinese food? Do you mind if we do x and x? To almost every query, she replied, “I suppose.” That’s all the dream segment was: her saying, in various ways, at different ages and settings, “I suppose.”
This was used in a dream’s as background music. These were the specific lyrics that kept looping:
It’s Post Malone, “Circles” (2019). The song has received a lot of airplay in the car and as music in stores and coffee shops, so I guess it found a niche in my mind and then just fed into the stream.
Quite a different video, and interesting.