From the Chambers Harraps website:
loll verb (lolled, lolling) intrans
1 (often loll about) to lie or sit about lazily; to lounge or sprawl.
If anyone wanted the other lol cats, they can, of course, be found over on I Can Has Cheezburger?
loll cat
Tag: cats
miaow, meow, miau, miaou….
How do you spell that word?
Not that it really matters, but it seemed the right noise to be making since I just discovered I have an identity on the WorldCat website.
This being the internet, I’m rather surprised that the site has nothing to do with cats.
In fact it’s a searchable catalogue of library collections and it also includes a fun facility to follow connections and explore relationships between the identities held on file for people, things, characters and corporations. It’s a bit like playing six degrees of separation, but I haven’t yet worked out the route to connect my id with Kevin Bacon.
the present poetic
I recently sent a very early draft of a poem to a friend for comments. The piece began:
Catless for too many years, I have forgotten
the building of trust. She spends an hour
pacing, investigating every wall and angle,
exploring draughts from window frames
and under each door, establishing
her points of exit.
Leaving aside criticisms of the participles and the prosaic nature of the verbs – it was a draft, after all – I am interested in the comment that was made after the break on ‘spends’:
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hallowe’en
I’ve been reading online that lots of places in the States won’t let you adopt a black cat in October for fear that you’ll torture and mutilate it as part of a satanic ritual for Hallowe’en. This being Spain, though, I suspect that these three – who, when tumbled together in the sunshine seem to jointly warrant the name of Cerberus – are probably no more at risk than at any other time of year.
scheduled water fights
The chaps in in the picture illustrating the article are shown wielding what look like fairly hi-tech water pistols.
Certainly the ‘weapons’ look more efficient than those that I own, which, although pleasingly cheap and cheerful, are unfortunately made up of far too many sections and so tend to leak rather badly.
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don't confuse the narrator 