Loopy’s Pig-Eon Sandwich

“Are you going to the kitchen?”

I was between the Library and the room containing the fridge and cooker when Loopy called out.

“Yes, but first I’m turning on some lights and then I’m going upstairs to pee. Why?” I said, stopping in the doorway and clicking on the overhead light.

Loops in naked, teenage hairiness (except for pants – wear knot animals 😉 ), glided round into view. He was sitting in his Captain’s gaming chair, whilst Poppy lay sleeping along the length of his long, lanky legs. He languidly caressed her back, to which she responded with low, contented snores.

“Can I have a sandwich?” he asked with the innocence of 21st century Oliver Twist.

Thoughtful Man was out; however, earlier we’d decided secretly between the two of us – after a short but satisfying cuddle, before he got into the bath I’d thoughtfully drawn him – that he’d bring KFC home, when he finished work. I’d licked my lips at his whispered suggestion, and told him “Yes please.”

“Dad will probably bring something home with him later,” I told Loopy, knowing exactly how much food my children can put away over the course of a day. “What kind of sandwich?”

Loops eyed me coolly, his hand lingering over Poppy’s soft, velvety ears. “Pigeon.”

“I’m fresh out of pigeon,” I replied with a sagacious squint. “You can have ham.”

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*Clicky! Where’s that video clip Loops showed me… /lifts up cushions… You know, the funniest pigeon video I said he could use as the filling…*

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*/peers behind curtains… Oh, I don’t know, it’s gotta be hear sumwear…*

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Dear Reader, it’s been a lovely Sunday. No cooking, minimal ironing (half-term next week. Yay!). Clicky and I have had such fun today, frolicking around the universes. Perhaps we’ve seen you there 😉

Regardless, we hope you’ve also had a good day. Have a Song…

*Thank you, Clicky… /pats snout… Now pass me a rollie…*

All Fool Down

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

Merovee Start the Collapse

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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!*

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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.”

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

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“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?*

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