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Catceptible (catfinition) – being open to, or floofnipulated, by feline insistence, usually in play, petting, feeding, or napping activities; a feline open to being petted and visited without becoming agitated or striking out.
In use: “Asleep or awake, he was catceptible to whiskers on his face, a purr in his hear, or a paw’s light touch somewhere, and would move or speak to accommodate his furry friend.”
Streaming 1993 today. Lot of enjoyable music ply the stream. Plucking one at random, here is Melissa Ethridge with “I’m the Only One”. It’s always the challenge to insist and be the only one for another. They try your sanity. Thank god for coffee.
And wine.
Floofsake (catfintion) – to do something for the good or betterment of a cat or cats.
In use: “For floofsake, he filled kibble and water bowls each morning and placed them on a shady area of the patio for the cats to visit throughout the day.”
Everyone is equal*
No -ism alters that basic right*
*their gender doesn’t matter
*their sexual orientation does not keep them from being equal
*the gods that they worship are N/A
*where they come from or live is not a concern
*skin color is not factored in
*their politics, language, and culture doesn’t affect the basic premise
*their education, age, wealth or lack of it, what diseases they may have, or who their parents are, doesn’t change a thing
Everyone is equal.
Full stop.
I’d forgotten the Indigo Girls until I saw a Tig Notaro comedy special on Netflix last night. When I thought about forgetting IG, I realized that I don’t hear them on any of the many FM and Sirius XM stations and channels that I listen to. I guess I’m not the only one that forget them. Yet I love the energetic, infectious style that they deliver.
“Shame On You” from 1997 is one of my Indigo Girls favorites. I hope you listen and enjoy.
Timely reminder for me from a favorite writer.
Last night’s featured dream was so depressing. I’d rather not recall many details. I awoke upset, and that’s enough.
The dream’s gist was that I’d been fired. I worked for a few years as a teenager, was in the military for twenty years, and then worked as a civilian for another twenty. I was never fired from anything, so being fired in a dream upset me.
Oddly in the dream, I did things to provoke them to fire me. And then I was surprised when it happened. After being fired, I had to go tell my wife. It gets weird, here; homeless, we were living in my office of the company that fired me. I had to wake her up and tell her that we needed to leave because I’d been fired. Then friends and co-workers arrived to clean out my office. As they did, they passed a wall where I was featured as employee of the month, quarter, year, etc. Although we were civilians in this dream, my boss in this mess was a former commander of mine. I was a senior NCO and he was a colonel, but we enjoyed one another’s company, often seeking each other out, so being fired by him made it feel harsher, and very personal. The words he used that stay with me was, “Get your filth out of here.”
Remembering and writing, of course, I’m calmer about it. Many psychological aspects of the dream are exposed. Calmer and more distant from it, I’m able to see the messages I’m sending myself, or the veins of doubts and anxiety being uncovered.
Later today, I’ll probably think more about it and even have a chuckle. I might need a glass of wine to reach that stage.
Catductive Reasoning (catfinition) – trying to understand a feline’s logic for their actions. This is a daunting challenge for humans, as cats employ a quantum mind that allows them perceptions and movements that defy human comprehension.
In use: “Deductive reasoning would have allowed him to associate with action with another, but the cats did things for reasons he didn’t understand, leading him to believe he’d never comprehend the catductive reasoning behind their behavior.”
Hot off the stream is Seals & Crofts’ “Diamond Girl” from 1973. I was friends with three girls. They had the Diamond Girl album and played it often. Again, it’s a little mellow for me. I was listening to ZZ Top, The Who, Led Zepp, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd, and groups and performers of musical style during that period. Still, with exposure from visiting with those three girls, I grew very familiar with Diamond Girl.
I don’t know why it’s streaming in my head today, but there it is, another mystery of the mind’s connectome.
