In my silly little world, there are three standards of goodness in men: There are good men, there are great men, and there is Lloyd.
A good man will notice that the sink is getting a bit dish-heavy, and will do a bit of washing-up.
A great man will notice the sink is getting a bit dish-heavy, also notice that you are doing a bit of puttering around in the kitchen and baking cakes and whatnot, ask "will I be in your way if I do some dishes?", and do some washing-up.
Lloyd will notice that the sink is get dish-heavy, also notice that I am doing a bit of puttering around in the kitchen and baking cakes and whatnot, ask "will I be in your way if I do some dishes?", do some washing-up, return to the living room and announce in a matter-of-fact, not-at-all-self-congratulatory tone of voice: "Well, I have maintained my dominion over the sink. I have not achieved complete dominance over the sink, but I have maintained my dominion", and then put on the new New Pornographers album for our listening pleasure.
I'm still asking myself what I did in a past life to get him in this one, because I surely never did anything in this life to warrant such a prize.
(Lloyd, if you're reading this, I can already tell what you're thinking. Just take the compliment, already, and please get that look off your face before it freezes that way.)
The new album is great. I always thought that the NP’s were a tight and fabulous band, but Lloyd always thought that the songs on which Neko sang lead were much better than the ones without her. But now he’s saying that the songs without Neko are much better than they used to be. Given his druthers, though, he’d still have Neko sing lead on everything, and really, I can’t blame him. Neko is a goddess.