While cutting up an orange this morning to make orange/banana salad—which my sister informs me no one in our family likes but me—I was thinking about Witchie-poo's song, "There Ain't No Rhyme for Oranges". This happens to be true: one of the few words in English that doesn't even have a good assonance. Possibly a case could be made for larynges, but I don't even want to go there.
Anyway, I had plenty of fruit in my breakfast this morning. Lloyd got half my orange with his egg and bacon on toast, but I had the breakfast salad plus raisins in my rice. Nummy!
Lloyd, Speedy and I opened our presents before breakfast. Lloyd got a calendar with photos of San Francisco—he already is enjoying his main present: an LCD television. I got a weather machine that will pull in the MSN prognostications so I don't have to turn Lloyd's tv on to see what the weather will be. Speedy got a t-shirt that says "I still live with my parents" and a dark blue sweater that looks really nice on him. My sister gave Corky another gorgeous Santa for his collection. She gave me a huge gryphon for my collection.
Speedy also got several toys and chew bones. He doesn't know which one to play with first. I have already put a few of them back for later.
Here's hoping that everyone out there gets, if not what they want, more than they deserve. And may all of my readers have a merry and happy and safe Christmas. If you are traveling may you arrive and return safely.
Our word of the day for December 25, 2008 is "fructose" — Pronunciation: \'frək-,tōs, 'frük-, 'fru̇k-, -,tōz\
International Scientific Vocabulary fruct- (from Latin fructus fruit) + 2-ose
Date: circa 1864
1 : a crystalline sugar C6H12O6 sweeter and more soluble than glucose. 2 : the very sweet levorotatory d-form of fructose that occurs especially in fruit juices and honey —called also fruit sugar levulose
Our quote for the day is from Tertullian (c. 150–230), Roman church father. Apologeticus, IX.8:
The entire fruit is already present in the seed.