Seals and Floof (floofinition) – An American soft floof rock (flock) musical duo from Texas.
In use: “Among Seals and Floof soft flock singles that were considered hit songs was “Diamond Floof” in 1973.”
A Window Opened
Warm breeze strokes
memories of being
elsewhere with life
as dozing thoughts ramble
napping breath steadies
and cat purrs
whisper
Flooftitious
Flooftitious (floofinition) – Of, relating to, or characteristic of fictions regarding floofs.
In use: “Floofinitions, the definitions of common words and terms maligned to address the relationships between animals, humans, and the world in general, relies on a network of flooftitious experts and organizations, such as the United Floofs (U.F.), a global organization dedicated to peace and harmony between animals.”
Friday’s Theme Music
I remembered the Killers’ song, “Human” (2008) this morning. The song has never been a favorite, and its success surprised me. Different tastes, right?
Many were enamored by the line, “Are we human, or are we dancers?” The line evolved from a Hunter Thompson throwaway line about the United States raising a generation of dancers, afraid to step out of line.
The whole thing came back to me as I noted, with some pleasure and approval, that young people were heavily involved in the Black Lives Matters protests. One of the most disheartening parts of protesting in my fifties and sixties was the absence of young people. Didn’t they care? Or were my values so out of step with their values?
Older generations often malign younger generations. My generation, the boomers, were no different. It takes time to filter the world and yourself. Bursts of rebellion against expectations and norms are required and expected, but the way each generation finds to act out and express itself remains different. Social media is the thing now, not taking it to the streets, so the protests are a throwback, old school.
Yeah, rambling. Not sufficient coffee yet to form coherent sentences. Here’s the music. See if you can spot the line (hah!).
Are we human
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I’m on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human or are we dancer?
[Bridge]
Will your system be alright
When you dream of home tonight?
There is no message we’re receiving
Let me know, is your heart still beating?
h/t Genius.com
That is all.
Atfloofsphere
Atfloofsphere (floofinition) – The influence or setting made by animals’ presence, especially in places frequented by humans.
In use: “Young animals like puppies and kittens, often imbue homes with a playful, rambunctious atfloofsphere that humans find appealing.”
The Beach Floofs
The Beach Floofs (floofinition) – American floof and roll band. Formed in Califloofia in the early 1960s, the band became one of the most influential groups in the early floof rock (flock) movement and were inducted into the Flock and Roll Hall of Fame.
In use: “The early Beach Floofs sounds focused on cars, surfing, romance, and the Califloofia flock and roll sound. Some critics declared their album Floof Sounds to be one of the most important albums of the 1960s.”
Thursday’s Theme Music
Yes, today I do have an earworm.
Cutting the grass and trimming trees last night. As I started, “Your Mama Don’t Dance” (1972) by Loggins & Messina began playing in my head. It continued throughout the evening as I sipped a beer afterwards and coped with a Hulu outage.
The song was playing like a radio alarm clock this morning. Earworm, I sighed.
So, I’m sharing it to dislodge it. It’s a trick that works. Please bear with me. I thought about going with a live version but it lacked the piano playing. I like the piano playing. I considered a Poison version, too, but, sorry, the L&M studio version remains my preference.
That is all.
Sidetracked
I’ve been sidetracked on side stories while pursing the novel-in-progress.
These side stories are about the characters and the quintessential question, who are they? They’re entertaining but time and energy consuming.
One of the characters is Tink. I knew his companion, Deca, very well, and was coming to know his friend, Belt.
Not Tink. I’ve been wrestling with Tink’s character. I couldn’t get a handle on him. Part of me worried about this Tink because of other characters known as Tink, like Tink on “Lovejoy”, the tinker in rhymes and titles like “Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy”, or Tink as in Tinkerbell from Peter Pan. Didn’t want my Tink to be like those Tinks. My Tink’s name is not short for Tinker; it’s not short for anything. He is Tink, has always been called Tink, and doesn’t know who came up with it.
So, busy on other matters this morning, and suddenly his voice arrived. No fanfare, just there, flashing into my head. Sudden subsequent spurts of excitement were enjoyed: aha, that’s Tink.
Love those eureka moments. Think that’s what I live for as a writer, getting the answer to these queries I’ve created for myself. I always thought the scenes with Emma Thompson as Karen Eiffel in Stranger than Fiction (2006) when she’s wrestling with what should happen. The restlessness, obsession, irritation, and contempt personified what I sometimes experience.
Got my coffee. Time for Tink and I to write like crazy, at least one more time.
Floofy Playground
Floofy Playground (floofinition) – Indy alternative floof rock (flock) band formed in the mid 1990s in Floof York.
In use: “Floofy Playground’s biggest hit to date is “Sex and Catnip”, which came out in 1997 and reached the top ten in many floof charts.”
