Floofs Without Hats (floofinition) – Founded in Montreal in 1977, Floof Without Hats is a Floofnadian new wave floof rock (flock) band.
In use: “The greatest success for Floofs Without Hats came with their release of “The Kibble Dance” in 1982, which became a top ten hit in multiple countries.”
Floofnivore (floofinition) – An animal, especially a pet, who is particular or finicky about what it eats.
In use: “Boo quickly demonstrated that he was a floofnivore, rushing up to a bowl of fresh food as if he’s starving, taking one sniff, and then sprinting away as though he’s being chased by a demon.”
My mind is serenading me wit Red Ryder’s 1981 song, “Lunatic Fringe”, today.
Back when I was commuting and working in an office, I’d often think of this song. I always seemed to encounter people with perspectives and facts that didn’t align with reality. Feels like I’m seeing and hearing more of it on the television, radio, and intertubes. Yet, I always wonder if I’m the lunatic fringe, out of sync with reality. That drives me to verify and vet information, and trace stories, looking for the source.
All this is helpful while writing. I enjoy elements in what I read (or the movies and television shows that I watch), so I plug it into my writing. When I’m writing, I enjoy an imaginary reader wondering, “WTF?” This is especially true if I laugh out loud when I’m writing it.
Here’s a sample of “Lunatic Fringe” lyrics (h/t to Metrolyrics.com), followed by the song.
I know you’re out there
You’re in hiding, and you hold your meetings
I can hear you coming, and I know what you’re after
We’re wise to you this time we won’t let you kill the laughter
Lunatic Fringe – in the twilight’s last gleaming
This is open season, but you won’t get too far
‘Cause you got to blame someone for your own confusion
We’re all on guard this time against the Final Solution
We can hear you coming
We can hear you coming no, you’re not going to win this time,
your not gonna win