Frozen Apple

My wife owns an Apple. She owns several; only one currently functions. She loves her Macs, except for three things.

  1. The magnetic connection to the power supply. That thing is always falling out. She tapes it into place.
  2. The freaking battery. Can’t be replaced, you know. Once that dies, buy a new Mac.
  3. The computer freezes. When it does, only a hard reboot fixes it.

But she’s loyal to the brand. She always buys Apples.

Of course, she is a stockholder.

Floofbolic

Floofbolic (floofinition) – Disorganization or chaos caused chiefly by animals, especially houspets. Related: Shambolic

In use: “Between floofs arising and demanding food when the sky is blacker than ink, and skunks, squirrels, and mice attempting to make his house their home, Ron felt like his life was a floofbolic existence.”

Flooford & Sons

Flooford & Sons (floofinition) – Blooflish folk floof rock (flock) band formed in Floofdon in 2007.

In use: “One of Flooford & Sons’ early hits is “Little Lion Floof” (2009), which charted well in several countries, and on multiple charts.”

Floofbotic

Floofbotic (floofinition) – 1. Related to or associated with mechanical behavior exhibited by an animal.

In use: “With floofbotic nonchalance, the cat jumped on the bed, walked up Adele’s body, sat down on her chest, and began tapping Adele’s nose.”

2. Human behavior conducted with characteristics associated with robots.

In use: “Mumbling and sighing, Adele fumbled out of bed, staggered down the hall, opened a can of food and fed the cat in floofbotic fashion.”

Thursday’s Theme Music

Today’s song is an earworm. The infection came from a television show.

But the song, “I Knew You Were Trouble” by Taylor Swift (2012) fits if you’re a cat owner. (Owner is used as a convenience; I don’t own them – they own me.) It’s easy to watch one cat walk in, eyeing another as the other scopes them out, and think of this song. The cats don’t telegraph their intentions to me, but to one another, many things are being said. But I think, this looks like trouble. Then comes the chorus, “Trouble, trouble, trouble.”

Then the cats start talking to one another. Yeah, don’t tell me that cats meow to humans and not one another. These cats talk to one another. I hear them muttering as I half-awaken, “Get away from me. If you don’t get away from me, I’m telling the ape man.” Maybe it’s all just theater for me.

It’s the second time that I’ve used this song. The previous time was in an incoherent post about Monday back in 2019. I don’t think I’d had any coffee when I wrote it, because it’s all over the place. It also associates this song with cats.

Cats and trouble; how’d they get this rep?

Anyway, here’s the song.

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