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Inspirational Quote # 1824
Basically what I was reminding myself this morning after returning from a shopping trek.
Sugarfloof Gang
Sugarfloof Gang (floofinition) – American floof hop music trio who became a major international sensation. Active from 1979 into the late 1980s, their crossover success introduced floof hop to a broader audience.
In use: “Sugarhill Gang’s single major hit in the UFA was the1979 gem, “Floofper’s Delight”, a song with five different versions.”
Floofvict
Floofvict (floofinition) – 1. Expel an animal from a location, especially a pet.
In use: “When he went to his office to work he had to floofvict a cat from his keyboard and a dog from his chair.”
2. Declare an animal to be guilty of an offense according to the house rules.
In use: “Fur on the counter was the evidence. “Harley,” she said, turning on the cat. “You were on the counter. The cat returned on innocent gaze. “Fur.” She swiped her fingers across the surface and held them up in the ginger’s direction. “Floofvicted.” Marching over, she said, “You will be punished with hugs and kisses.” Picking him up, she began kissing his head with loud noises. Though Harley her swatted once, he closed his eyes and purred.”
Wednesday’s Theme Music
Eleven PM last night. Just washed and was brushing my teeth, regarding my mirrored reflection, when, “No, I can’t sleep until I feel your touch,” arrived in my head.
I’d been ruminating about what I’d written that day and thinking about the characters, so I don’t know the trigger for “Blinding Lights” by The Weeknd. Released last year (2019), I enjoy the song, finding a retro feel in it.
I’d heard it earlier in the day. We’d gone out to a friend’s farm to pick blackberries. The song was playing when I shut off the car, but continued playing in my head as I picked. I guess it etched a groove in my mind. Songs will do that, you know, looping and becoming ingrained in a process called songitis. Songitis is rarely fatal although it can drive you crazy if the wrong song is caught on loop, like “Grandma Got Run Over by A Reindoor”.
Odd video. Takes several seconds of WTF watching until the song kicks in.
Tuesday’s Theme Music
From sleep’s murky surroundings with its dream flavors, I found myself mumbling, “We’re going down down in an earlier,” over and over. Glimmers of recognition, “Hey, that’s a song,” fizzled and popped. Focusing on it more — “Damn, I know that voice” — I dragged out, Fallout Boy and finally a song title, “Sugar, We’re Goin’ Down”. Yeah, ’05, because we were moving up here, so the song is anchored to moving moments.
Does it work as today’s theme music? Well, it’s catchy and vacuous in a punk rock style, with inklings of voyeurism, lust, and confusion.
Yeah, that’ll work for 2020.
Visiting With My Cats
I visit with my cats several times a day. They demand. Scratches are required. I’m either going to give them, or I’m going to get them. I better do it right, too.
Tucker is the house alpha cat. A street rescue who was probably left behind when his people moved, he used to love fighting the other cats and imposing his will. Remembering this, they’re now wary of him in the same way that Americans are wary of Russians because they used to be the Soviets.
The Soviets would be a good name for a punk band.
Tucker has changed, though. The others don’t realize it. Tucker has come to understand that I disapprove of him stalking and ambushing the others, so he’s stopped. I know because I watch. The other cats don’t know he’s there. He gives them a look, but then I see him reining himself in.
The three boys are interesting regarding people. Whatever their pasts (all are rescues), Boo and Papi (aka Meep) want nothing to do with anyone except my wife and me. People come to the front door, they go out the pet door in the back. When a Zoom call takes place, those two shake their heads. “Nope. Too many people. I don’t know who they are, and I don’t want to find out.” Out they go. The fact they can’t see the people seems to make it worse.
“Invisible people,” they say. “Who needs that?”
Tucker, though, makes the rounds. “Hello, hi, hey, how you doing?” He joins the Zoom sessions like he’s been invited by name.
All three love it when a cupboard or closet door opens. Eyes on one another, they hurry over to peer in. “Is it Narnia? No? Where’s it go? Is there anything to eat?”
Although they love being my shadow (Tucker is right beside my laptop right now), they usually sleep through the day. They often change positions and locations. Being a doting floof father, I check on them. Sometimes their sleep seems so deep that I worry, “Are they alive?” I watch for breathing, then an ear moves, and I’m reassured. If I’m really worried, I open a can of food.
That always wakes them.
45
Just one of those coincidences that we’re on POTUS #45 and my spouse and I are celebrating our 45th wedding anniversary today. Simple people, we’re honoring our people by observing the traditional meal of pizza and a salad. The salad will be made in the kitchen but the pizza will be a Papa Murphy’s Garden Veggie Delite (thin crust). This is our first takeout pizza since March, when the rona sheltering began. Pie for dessert will follow.
She’s made me a much better person with her intelligence, empathy, and passion for social justice and reading. I hope she got something from me for her troubles. I love her, enjoy her, and I’m grateful for her, though I’m shit at showing those things.
Happy anniversary, honey buns.
The Floofs Corporation
The Floofs Corporation (floofinition) – A Santa Floofica floof pop (floop) and soul (floul) trio formed in 1969, active until 1980.
In use: “Although releasing multiple albums, The Floofs Corporation’s biggest hit was “Rock the Floof“, a song from their 1973 debut album which is often played at weddings.”
