Things that please you

[Kevin]

Tormenting my little sister.

lol


The pop of the container in the street as I expertly aim and swerve, my tire rolling precisely over it. Plastic bottle, Styrofoam cup, wax-paper cup with the straw still in the lid... someday I'll need that skill, running over the bad guy's outstretched hand holding the pistol, the grenade, the radio control, satisfying... mmm... crunch(?)...yes, crunch, as I save, save something...can't think of what.

[Olly Buckle]

Seddlescome has geese on the village green, about six of them. Today when I was going through the village they decided to cross the road, stopping in the middle to investigate a crack. All but one then continued on to the main green, then saw their companion was left behind and went to rejoin him. Traffic was building up. Eventually the lady in the front car got out and shooed them, they stretched their necks and hissed, but retired from the road.

A bit further down the road a girl and her younger brother were picking up conkers under the Horse Chestnut tree.

[Olly Buckle]

The times when my mini monsta puppy gets on my lap for a cuddle without biting me. I so wish she would do it more often.

Edited to say I mean I wish she would get on my lap for a cuddle more often - not that she would bite me more often!

Sometimes I mangle my words so that they mean the opposite of what I want to say.

That takes me back, finding a puppy tooth in my hand and knowing I wouldn't get nipped by that one again.

[Sonata]

That takes me back, finding a puppy tooth in my hand and knowing I wouldn't get nipped by that one again.

Olly, this mini monsta is positively evil. She does not just nip, she BITES, and for such a small puppy [cross breed dam large standard Dachshund sire "the little dog across the road" - probably a MinPin] - the mini monsta takes after her sire in size as she is about 4½ months old now and still very small. Long, complicated story but I ended up with her at just 3 weeks old and had to hand-rear her with puppy substitute milk in a bottle, and then wean her.

And she is EVIL. But I love her.

I just wish she would not bite...

...and let me have a few cuddles.

[Ariel]

Bite her back.

[Olly Buckle]

Figuring out how a device works.

Small successes and that feeling of competence.

Another one that takes me back. In the twentieth century when timing devices were switched by mechanical clocks I worked for a while repairing them. I had a 1930's brass clock with a beautiful jewelled movement, that switched the gas central heating, come in. It was completely gunked up, all the delicate clock oil turned to thick tar, taking it apart and cleaning it was simple, but pleasing. Then I got to the electric motor that kept it wound. There was a brass rod in the centre with a small magnet about a third of the way down. the magnet was solid, unmoving, and I could see no joins no matter how I studied it. Eventually, heart in mouth, I gripped the end of the rod and turned clockwise. A tiny cap unscrewed from the top of the steel rod, inside what turned out to be a brass tube, not a rod. It was beautifully made, a magic moment.

[InstituteMan]

Another one that takes me back. In the twentieth century when timing devices were switched by mechanical clocks I worked for a while repairing them. I had a 1930's brass clock with a beautiful jewelled movement, that switched the gas central heating, come in. It was completely gunked up, all the delicate clock oil turned to thick tar, taking it apart and cleaning it was simple, but pleasing. Then I got to the electric motor that kept it wound. There was a brass rod in the centre with a small magnet about a third of the way down. the magnet was solid, unmoving, and I could see no joins no matter how I studied it. Eventually, heart in mouth, I gripped the end of the rod and turned clockwise. A tiny cap unscrewed from the top of the steel rod, inside what turned out to be a brass tube, not a rod. It was beautifully made, a magic moment.

Old machines are exquisite, old clocks doubly so. That's a level of craftsmanship that has been all but lost to the world, I fear.

On another front, the little sister I enjoy tormenting is a full-fledged adult and all. It's just that some things never grow old . . .

[Ariel]

My mechanical pocketwatch
Stars
The smell of trees
Honeysuckle
Crickets
Singing
The smell of sugar and butter

[Bruno Spatola]

When your socks are a little too tight, and the elastic leaves pink grooves in your shin . . . and you scraaaaaatch at it, and scratch at it, ooover and oooover again, stunned at the level of pleasure you're receiving 'til ya just can't take another second.

I know, right?

[Mesafalcon]

Winning at video games. Cause I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toys R Us kid.