Sparks & Marks, get set… GO!

 

LAST TIME AT THE LOL
CLICKY: Simply click the pix

Dear Reader – Happy Easter Sunday. This should have been my 100th post, but ‘events, dear boy, events’

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*Clicky! Oh you’re up at last …/looks at watch … Look, it’s possible the hospital will be able to release Thoughtful Man tomorrow. Although… it is the Easter weekend, so maybe knot… /grimaces… Honestly, Click, this past fortnight has been awful…*

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*/squint… Knot helpful, Clicky. Look, I have a shambles to put together and I’ve only got today to do it, sew your assistance would be very much appreciated… /thinks …Now, I’ll need a Song…*

*Nice! And a dance…*

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*I know, Smuggy McSmugface and his Anti-sugar crusade has the same effect on me… Now, let’s see what else… A handle to turn…*

James masc. proper name, New Testament name of two of Christ’s disciples, late 12c. Middle English vernacular form of Late Latin Jacomus (source of Old French James, Spanish Jaime, Italian Giacomo), altered from Latin Jacobus (see Jacob).

The Welsh form was Iago, the Cornish Jago. James the Greater (July 25) was son of Zebedee and brother of St. John; James the Less (May 1) is obscure and scarcely mentioned in Scripture; he is said to have been called that for being shorter or younger than the other. Fictional British spy James Bond dates from 1953, created by British author Ian Fleming (1908-1964), who plausibly is said to have taken the name from that of U.S. ornithologist James Bond (1900-1989), an expert on Caribbean birds.

*Ha! Hugo posted a Bond story on MEROVEE just last night…*

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Mail Bonding

CLICKY: Mail Bonding

*Thank you, Click…*

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*Yes! That was the night I got the idea for this very post – Hugo, again, this time with Male Bonding…*

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*Good. Now where was I? Turning handles…*

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*Apols, Clicky – which way?*

Legs Cinders Story

*Legs! Of course, I can’t believe I nearly forgot to include Cinders… /slaps forehead… Now, I see why you were so insistent on including those, ahem, questionable Marlon Wayans clips in the comments… *

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*Spooky? You don’t know the half of it… I’ll get to that. So, you’re knot just a filthy minded beast… /sighs with relief… thank fuck for that! Okay, Clicky, let’s turn the handle again… James is rooted in Jacob…*

Jacob masc. proper name; Old Testament patriarch, son of Isaac and Rebecca and father of the founders of the twelve tribes, from Late Latin Iacobus, from Greek Iakobos, from Hebrew Ya’aqobh, literally “one that takes by the heel; a supplanter (Gen. xxviii:12), a derivative of ‘aqebh “heel.” The most popular name for boys born in the U.S. from 1999 through 2008. Jacob’s ladder, in various transferred uses from 1733, is from Gen. xxviii:12. In Spanish as Jago, Iago, also Diego; with alterations as Italian Giacomo, James, and (contracted) Spanish Jaime.

*Heel sounds like heal and where Healtheists are concerned, Clicky, something is generally afoot…*

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*/Rolls eyes… Because shambles are messy, Clicky. Have a little faith…*

Faithful Anti

*Hmm, more petty than little, I’d say, Click…*

KJB influenced WORDS more then any other royal
CLICKY: Dolly, slavish follower to the words of a king

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*No, you’re right; Jimmy the King was certainly an Anti…*

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CLICKY: Tobacco hater. Keen on witch hunting, too.

*… Christ! Tobacco causes scurvy?! Well, he seems a perfectly responsible sponsor to ‘authorise’ the ‘word of god’…*

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CLICKY: Knot!

*Sarc aside, Clicky, when you turn the handle again…*

supplant (v.) early 14c., “to trip up, overthrow, defeat, dispossess,” from Old French suplanter, sosplanter “to trip up, overthrow, drive out, usurp,” or directly from Latin supplantare “trip up, overthrow,” from sub“under” (see sub-) + planta “sole of the foot” (see plant (n.)). Meaning “replace one thing with another” first recorded 1670s. There is a sense evolution parallel in Hebrew akabh “he beguiled,” from akebh “heel.”

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*And now we have Twisty McTwistface, calling sugar ‘the new tobacco’… Asking for, and getting, a tax in Chancer GO’s Fudge It… ‘Cos they just can’t stop thinking about the children…*

Twisty McTwistface

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*What?!*

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*Huh?! Damn, is that the time?! I haven’t even touched upon Thoughtful Man’s spooky revelation of last night outside hospital’s little M&S Simply Food… Clicky, I’ll have to save that for another post…* 

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Until next time… have a Song…

 

 

Dreamy Sleepy Nighty Snoozy Snooze

LAST TIME AT THE LOL
CLICKY: Simply click the pix

Dear Reader – First the bad snooze… Thoughtful Man remains a resident of ICU and he’s mostly sedated…

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CLICKY: And dream roaming?

*Probably, Clicky… /wan smile… Although when it comes to the art of sleeping, Popstar really is in a class of her own… /rolls eyes*

The good snooze is that the swelling is going down, so he is off the ventilator and starting to surface. Though the bad snooze is he suffered some delirium… flailing about, trying to pull out tubes…

Protective Mitt
CLICKY: Use gloves?

*Don mitts? Yes but it took three of them to do it. Well, as you know, Click, he’s a big man*

Still the good snooze was that yesterday he was much calmer and medics were able to remove the protection from his hands. Now we’re waiting for the results of today’s scan…

*Not sure about the wolves, there, Clicky – the nursing staff have been superb… But the waiting… /sigh…*

Today I watched a film that Thoughtful Man had gotten for me before he was taken ill.

‘In Akron, Ohio, 24-year-old Joy and her five-year-old son Jack live in a squalid shed they call Room. They share a bed, toilet, bathtub, television, and rudimentary kitchen; the only window is a skylight. They are captives of a man they call Old Nick, Jack’s biological father, who abducted Joy seven years prior, and routinely rapes her while Jack sleeps in the closet. She tries to stay optimistic for her son, but is suffering malnutrition and is sometimes overcome with depression. She allows Jack to believe that only Room and its contents are “real,” and that the rest of the world exists only on television.’

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To be continued in a post yet to be named. Sew I will finish this one now with a Poe-M

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

 

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
… and a Song 😉

Tracheotomy Tears

LAST TIME AT THE LOL
CLICKY: Simply click the pix

Dear Reader – It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a Thoughtful Man in possession of a life-threatening abscess, must go under the knife.

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*True. In fact he’s had two operations, Clicky. The first emergency one to drain the poison and remove teeth. Then he had to have another one on Saturday morning…*

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*Yeah, there was some concern he wasn’t getting enough oxygen ventilating through his nose, so they decided a tracheotomy and keeping him sedated would be the best way to help him…*

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“What’s a trash conomy?”

Loopy looked expectantly at me from his captain’s chair. “Is Dad okay?”

“It’s tracheotomy and it’s when they cut a hole in your throat and stick a tube down it.” Kit Kat replied in the teenage tone of the perpetually bored. “Don’t you know anything?”

“Er…” I looked from one to the other, “Were you both listening to my conversation?”

“Yes.” Strange. They don’t normally agree on anything.

I licked my lips. “Oh okay, um, Dad’s fine but he needs another operation…” I waved towards Kitten, “…the doctors want to put a tube in his neck to help with his breathing.”

I pointed to the hollow of my throat and felt myself swallow.

“Okay, two things,” Loopy got up and ambled toward me. “Three things. Firstly, hug?” He wrapped his arms around me, patting my back.

“Thank you. What’s the second thing?”

“Will he have a scar?”

Again, Kit Kat replied for me – this time with an impatient sigh. Again Loopy ignored him.

“And thirdly… can I have something to eat?”

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*What?!*

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CLICKY: I couldn’t resist.

*/squint… Well, I’m glad you’re seeing a funny side to this, Clicky *

To be continued in “Dreamy, Sleepy, Nighty, Snoozy Snooze’… Have a Song

 

Abscess Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

LAST TIME AT THE LOL
CLICKY: Simply click the pix.

Dear Reader – Over the course of the next three days Thoughtful Man’s health deteriorated as the size of his jaw increased…

Desperate Dan

*Exactly, Clicky, he looked like Desperate Dan…*

hurting

*Hurting? Oh yes, Clicky, he was in a tremendous amount of pain.*

Despite a visit to the doctor, who prescribed him two courses of antibiotics and extra strong painkillers, Thoughtful Man’s swelling and discomfort got worse. I wondered if he might have mumps…

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“I’ve already had mumps. You can’t get it twice.”

Thoughtful Man groaned with the effort of speaking.

“Yes, but it says here,” I stroked the screen of my iPad, “‘Once you’ve been infected by the mumps virus, you normally develop a life-long immunity to further infection.'”

Miserable eyes stared back at me. Blankly.

Normally… that’s not exactly definite, is it?” I put the iPad aside and squidged down beside him under the duvet. “And we’re not exactly normal, are we?”

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*/shrug…*

“Please, go back to the doctor in the morning. You don’t seem to be getting any better.”

Thoughtful Man grunted acquiescence and closed his eyes. Gently, I touched his burning brow. “You’re still so hot. Is there anything I can get you?”

“A gun.”

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*It’s alright, Clicky. I also refused his request for a one-way ticket to Switzerland… /rueful smile …*

The next day local doctor took one look at Thoughtful Man and sent him straight off to A&E.

“Abscess…” he croaked down the phone line to me, “…operate immediately… if it bursts, I’ll die.”

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*Tell me about it! Oh, Clicky, it’s been another long one. I’m off to bed…*

To be continued in  ‘Tracheotomy Tears’. Have a Song.

 

‘Til Depp Us Do Part

Dear Reader – it’s been a bit of a bollocks week, if truth be told. Thoughtful Man has been ill…

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*Ha! Well, that is my usual reaction when he says “I don’t feel well”. But, Clicky, this week… /looks skywards*

It all started during a movie double bill on Sunday evening. Somewhere between ‘From Hell‘ and ‘Sleepy Hollow‘, Thoughtful Man uttered the dreaded words…

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“I don’t feel well.”

Thoughtful Man switched on the fan heater, full pelt, and flopped onto the bed, beside me. “My teeth hurt, my neck’s sore, my head aches and I’m fucking freezing.”

He didn’t look well. Certainly he didn’t feel well as he crawled under the duvet – heat radiated off him. He shivered closer, laying his sopping wet head on my lap for me to stroke.

*Yeah. I could have done with a sponge…*

*…/rolls eyes*

An anxious night followed, filled with fitful sleep and delirious shouts of “Seven” from Thoughtful Man.

Seven

*Dunno, Clicky. Could mean anything… Hmm, the sweat was running off him… /taps teeth*

And in the cold light of Monday morning, it was obvious that this was more serious than man-flu. His throat and jaw had started to swell. Thoughtful Man was sick…

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JD3

*Stopping there? Yes, Clicky. I’m tired and I have lots to do tomorrow.  I need to get some sleep.*

To be continued in ‘Abscess Makes the Heart Grow Fonder’. Have a Song.

All Fool Down

Last week in the Red Universe, MEROVEE Frank posted ‘Start the Collapse‘…

Merovee Start the Collapse

collapsing the dream

This morning in the Blue Universe, Mikef317 posted news of scientific crumbling on Frank’s ‘Dreaming of a Bad Dream‘…

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Flick off ASH

*Hello Clicky. Is that you dreaming of the collapse of Action on Smoking and Health? Righteous bastards!*

Cookies

Crumbling

The authors called this effect “ego depletion” and said it revealed a fundamental fact about the human mind: We all have a limited supply of willpower, and it decreases with overuse. Eating a radish when you’re surrounded by fresh-baked cookies represents an epic feat of self-denial, and one that really wears you out. Willpower, argued Baumeister and Tice, draws down mental energy—it’s a muscle that can be exercised to exhaustion.

‘A limited supply of willpower’? That’s Tobacco Control’s sole reason for being, because we smokers lack the willpower to ‘kick’ our habit.

*Baumeister and Tice? Sounds like ‘Baumeister entice’, Clicky… *

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entice (v.)late 13c., intice, from Old French enticier“to stir up (fire), to excite, incite,” which is of uncertain origin, perhaps from Vulgar Latin *intitiare “set on fire,” from Latin in-“in” (see in- (2)) + titio (genitive titionis) “firebrand,” which is of uncertain origin. Meaning “to allure, attract” is from c. 1300. Related:Enticed; enticing; enticingly.

*Ha! You included some kicking? You flash sew and sew, Clicky… Is that the doorbell?*

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Thoughtful Man stood on the doorstep, clutching a plastic bag to his chest. “Got it!” He passed the bag to me with a flourish as he stepped inside and stamped his feet.

I peered inside. “A game?”

“Yes. It’s the one Kit’s been after. It came out today.”

Division front

“The Division… Hey, I’m just including that in a post!” I turned the box over and read the blurb on the back.

Division back

“Excellent timing, then,” Thoughtful Man buffed his nails. “As you would expect.”

I rolled my eyes – we have differing views on timing; he prides himself on his precision.

“I’m surprised you even know about it,” he conceded later in the Library over an invigorating Red Bull and cigarette. “I didn’t think you paid much attention to the boys’ games.”

 

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“Are you kidding? I don’t play them but I have to listen to them playing.” Our boys are not quiet.

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“In fact Loopy’s friends refer to me as The Fairy CODmother.”

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“They want me to adopt them.” Now it my turn to nonchalantly buff.

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Thoughtful Man didn’t miss a beat. “Well, you do make a good sandwich.”

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*That reminds me, Clicky. I must collect his stab-proof vest from the cleaners… What were we talking about?*

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CLICKY: The Righteous won’t like that.

*No they won’t… /grins… Maybe their collapse is starting, Click?*

Francis Urquhart

*Well, fingers cross, eh? Have a Song*

 

 

 

The Junkie, the Nanny and Doctor Hoo,’K?

I started posting knot-eyes of a sync over at MEROVEE yesterday. Frank in the Red Universe is having A Quantum Leap of Faith

Merovee bones

CLICK: Dry Bones.

*Yes, Clicky, I stopped it there because you were about to add a Song…*

*/squint… ‘Then somebody hangs up when you answer the phone’. That’s a very personal sync, as you are well aware. Hey, hey, where you going? Clicky?!*

Popping out for a bit

CLICKY: We’re out of milk.

*OK bye, then! I’ll just put this all together myself, SHALL I?! /rolls eyes… I hope I haven’t lost my train of thought… /cracks knuckles…*

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A Void posted the other day about mounting Superstitions and a dead Head in ariZOna:

A Void Arizona

Oh hello! Do I see mention of Brandon Lee?  That would be Professor Crowe that Click spotted… “We’re out of milk”. My arse!

And Vann? That syncs with my other Doctor, Shiny Sheldon… NAVigator.

Mail headlines

We’ve been to Arizona, Thoughtful Man and I. Back before boys were ever on the scene. We based ourselves in Phoenix at a hotel called The Buttes. Americans love a British accent unless you tell them that you staying in their butts. Then they look on you with disgust. We found that out upon arrival, passing through Immigration.

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Enter Legs with news of a really disgusting death.

Yesterday brought news of another dead head. A baby one, a seed. This time in mOZcow:

Moscow Baby Head

Oktyabrskoye Pole metro station received its name from Khodynka Field, a nearby locality which was known as October Field during Soviet Rule. Khodynka takes it’s name from a river and was the site of the first Russian powered flight. It became a regular airfield, in use through the late 1980s. The Russian National Air & Space Museum is at Khodynka.

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Most recently on MEROVEE, we’ve been syncing underground

Merovee Everyone can go to hell

… and trains.

Merovee you're waiting for a train

Nanny taken down at the entrance to the underground.

Oh NO, Nanny‘s Named PersON

State Property

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Ah Scotland, policy test bed for so many London-based governments, the geographical head of the United Kingdom. The Romans tried to decapitated it…

Hadrian's Wall

…the SNP nearly pulled it off in 2014. No doubt they’ll try again but in the meantime they are developing their own policies for export.

The BASE jumper died by Sy Phon Draw…

syn-
word-forming element meaning “together with, jointly; alike; at the same time,” also sometimes completive or intensive, from Greek syn (prep.) “with, together with, along with, in the company of,” from PIE *ksun-“with” (cognates: Russian so-“with, together,” from Old Russian su(n)-). Assimilated to -l-, reduced to sy- before -s- and -z-, and altered to sym- before -b-, -m- and -p-. Since 1970s also with a sense of “synthetic.”

-phone 
word-forming element meaning “voice, sound,” also “speaker of,” from Greek phone“voice, sound,” from PIE root *bha- (2) “to speak, say, tell” (cognates: Latin for, fari“to speak,”fama“talk, report;” see fame (n.)).

Now where was I before Clicky threw a spanner into my works? /taps teeth…

fame (n.) early 13c., “character attributed to someone;” late 13c., “celebrity, renown,” from Old French fame“fame, reputation, renown, rumor” (12c.), from Latinfama“talk, rumor, report; reputation, public opinion; renown, good reputation,” but also “ill-fame, scandal, reproach,” from PIE root *bha- (2) “to speak, tell, say” (cognates: Sanskrit bhanati“speaks;” Latin fari“to say,”fabula“narrative, account, tale, story;” Armenian ban, bay“word, term;” Old Church Slavonic bajati“to talk, tell;” Old English boian“to boast,”ben“prayer, request;” Greek pheme“speech, voice, utterance, a speaking, talk,”phone “voice, sound,”phanai “to speak;” Old Irish bann “law”).

The goddess Fama was the personification of rumor in Roman mythology. The Latin derivative fabulare was the colloquial word for “speak, talk” since the time of Plautus, whence Spanish hablar.

I’ve always been afraid I was going to tap the world on the shoulder for 20 years, and when it finally turned around I was going to forget what I had to say. [Tom Waits, “Playboy” magazine interview, March, 1988]

There was plenty of rumour and speculation leading up this weekend’s Famefestathon, the OZcars… Not only who would win awards but what the host, Chris Rock, was going to say?

A different kind of racism

CLICKY: Back… I had to go to the Blue Universe

hello-sweetie

*You took your time, Click. I’m just getting on to our OZcar win*

 

inside out

posted knot-eyes at ‘Quantum Leap of Faith’ in the Red Universe.

Roobee mentions oscar win

*Great movie, Clicky, we should watch it again. Let me make myself a coffee first… /returns with look of disgust… I thought you went off to get some milk…*