Word of the Day

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WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 2

Lackadaisical

[la-kə-day-zə-kəl]Part of speech: adjective

Origin: english, 18th century

• Lazy or disinterested
• Lacking vitality or enthusiasm

Examples of Lackadaisical in a sentence

• Your lackadaisical attitude won't get you far in the fast-paced corporate world.
• He took a lackadaisical approach to school, submitting incomplete assignments after the deadline.

About Lackadaisical

Anyone who owns a cat can tell you that felines have a tendency to be lackadaisical, or a bit lazy. The laziest breed of all might be the ragdoll. This (perhaps overly) friendly type of cat is known to go limp upon being picked up… but is also usually found lying limp around the house, too.

Did you Know?

Lackadaisical comes from a 17th-century word, "Lackaday," which was said when someone was frustrated, disappointed, or even surprised. It eventually evolved to its adjective form, lackadaisical, and the interjection fell out of popularity.

A Little Drabble Do Ya...Y’all

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"Mister Stinky" for A little drabble do ya!

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(A triple drabble)

“Why must I always masquerade as the street bum.” Illya whispered into his  communicator.

“Because you stink better than I do?” Napoleon snickered.

“I asked you a legitimate question and you joke.”

“Well at one time it was true, you being stinky that is.”

“How so?” Illya took the bait.

“When you were first with UNCLE, I heard you didn’t use deodorant.”

“Who told you that?"

“Some of the ladies in the London office...”

That is ridiculous! We were taught basic hygiene even in the backward country of Russia, “ he protested sarcastically. “I used Rexona antiperspirant, known world wide. At home, commercial products were hard to come by, natural substitutes were used, baking soda or beeswax mixed with essence of flowers or fruit.”

“Illya, antiperspirant is not deodorant...”

“Oh,” he said, realizing his partner was correct.  “Well...I use deodorant now, and I repeat my question, why must I play the bum?”

“What can I say, you play the part so well,” Solo chuckled. “You have a talent for these sort of things, as you do with languages.

“That is a backhanded compliment if I ever heard one. Thank you, I think.”

“You’re welcome...Stinky.”

Again?” Illya moaned at his partner’s laughter. "Enough joking at my expense, next time this gig is yours.  I think you will make an exceptional bum, or better still a drunkard. You can use one of your many damaged suits to look the part of a fool on a bender. I think that will do quite nicely for you.”

“Not funny.” Napoleon groused.

“Yes, different when the shoe is on the left foot now is it not?”

“That’s other foot Illya.”

The right foot?

“When will you get these things? You’ve lived in New York, how long now?"

It was Solo’s turn to hear Kuryakin snicker...

Bone Tired - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - October 2nd

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Napoleon Solo was bone tired.

His body ached from both exhaustion and the not-so-tender attentions of another Thrush goon. The mission to retrieve a stolen microdot had been successful, but it had taken it out of him.

As Napoleon slowly lowered himself into the steaming hot water of his bathtub, he let out a long, happy sigh. Closing his eyes, he smiled in contentment as the warmth seeped into his muscles and joints.

Napoleon Solo was bone tired.

It was the kind of tired which told him that, although his job may be hard, it was incredibly important and worthwhile.

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