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Grab Bag O Imagery

Well, I promised a pic of Zöe with the hot-pink sausage-dog toy thingie.  So here’s me, LK, and the pup.

I’m guessing that Obama would like to do this to Biden.

I’m not naming names but I know someone who owns a Pampered Chef business and I LOVE their stuff.  Luckily I get to use a LOT of their stuff.  Some… meh.  Some of it just doesn’t meet my standards but that is because they’ve made some items too safe.  But other things like the garlic press and the utensils – oh yeah.  And baking stones… droool.

So anyway, I was thinking “pampered” and how it’s kind of a funny word, and as I broke it down it changed form to “pimpered” and I thought again (twice in one night, ow) that maybe, just maybe this would be a funny twist to the idea.  It’s a work in progress.

That is it for imagery tonight.  I thought I’d have time to try a few more ideas for fun but I had to work so it just didn’t fly.  Sorry.

Techno Update:

And if a portable high-lifetime bacteria/virus water filtration system with carbon filters isn’t teh cool, I don’t know what is.

This doesn’t really make me feel any safer.  Now I feel threatened by my government.  Correction:  Now I feel MORE threatened by my government.

What is your first – and I mean FIRST thought when you view the image here?

We only have the smallest of reprieves and ultimately our government intrusion will be a moot point. CERN won’t kill us until next springWe’re all gonna DIIIiiiieeeeeee. Someday.

Our sun is a bum. It does nothing.  And it begs for rides and favors.

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Pupdate.

Today you get a puppy update. Pupdate, get it? Yeah, I knew you had.

Let us start off with a bang…

GirlHead and Pup - Privacy Preserved

The pup did experience massive barfage on the ride home.  I expected that it could happen.  Hot pup, excitement, and car motion.  Man, that’s about as risky as vodka and peach schnapps with a sorority girl.  Not quite.  but getting there.  At least in this case we weren’t talking about a liquid panty-peeler (and the pup has a 30 IQ point lead).

In case you wondered, Zöe is pronounced ZOH-ee  (the J and X are silent letters).  The wife always pictures the sheriff’s blonde daughter in Eureka and I picture the kick-butt black gal in Firefly (no one could carry that part off as well as she did and look great doing it).

An attentive reader (Weasel, she pities me) noted:

Decided to stick with a Z theme, did you?

Well yes, Weas, I did go with the Z name even though we dropped Zola.  Why stick with the “Z” theme?  I don’t know.  I was throwing out names as the pup was throwing up and the wife threw some out and I heard Zöe and said “Hey.  I like that.  It’s cute, it’s tough, it’s easy to say in a bad neighborhood… Yeah, Zöe… and add the SpeedMetal Ümläüts™ over the “o” and yeah, it (sort of) satisfies my original desire for a german name… no, not really, but… oh hell.  We’ve reached a truce, me and the wife.  We spell it Z-O-E instead of Z-O-E-Y, but she insists on leaving out the Ümläüts™.  Fine, but I’m still going to use the Ümläüts™ because I like ’em, so THERE.

Too Tired to Eat

Too Tired to Eat

Last night her crate was next to me (Zöe’s crate, not the wife’s) – I sleep on the couch on account of my neck – and she did whine quite a bit.  My answer was to dangle my hand down next to it so she could smell me and then fall asleep.  Neither of us got loads of sleep last night.  Which is why I kicked back the recliner today, draped a blanket across me, and laid her out on my chest full-length.  Just a few minutes later and we both passed out.

Strangely, or not so strangely I guess, when we both woke up she had a much different outlook.  It was like her little “Trust Him” switch got thrown and she started relaxing around the whole family in a big way.  In no time at all she, Cruel Wife, and both Lemurlets were all chasing each other around the yard.  She’s investigating the house and scoping out all the wonderful things to chew on.

Here I’d like to point something out… She has not piddled or pooped in the house once.  When I let her out and say “Go do your stuff” she runs to the back corner of the yard where I first encouraged her to “go”, and for her other tricks, 50% of the time she sits when told to and likewise for coming when I call.  Not bad for one day.  It is so weird.  Awesome, but weird.  Granted, I take her out every 30 minutes to an hour, and I praise the dogsh*t out of her every time she so much as sprinkles the grass, and she goes out after each meal or large water drinkage.  She will have accidents and she will also be a handful, but I’m encouraged by the start.

You’d think I was committed to training her or something.  I am I am I am SO committed to raising this pup to be a credit to her breed.  She’s very intelligent and very affectionate, even at 8-1/2 weeks.  It is the wife’s hope (and mine too) to possibly enlist her help to visit kids and the elderly in the hospital/nursing-home environment.   So far she has the right temperament.

Someone... play with me... or I eat the carpet.

Currently she is wide awake and begging to be played with… more later…

… and I still have to work tonight.  Oh boy.

And she just barked her first bark.  Uh oh.

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And for the bad joke of the day… sent by a friend of my dad’s – bad bad bad (yuk yuk):

Hey everyone,

I have 4 extra tickets for the Robbie Knievel daredevil event in Philadelphia next weekend if anybody wants them.  As you know, Robbie Knievel followed in his dad’s footsteps and is one of the greatest daredevil jumpers of our time.

At this event, he’s going to try to jump over 5000 Obama supporters with a bull dozer.

Please let me know by Friday…..

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P-Day

Less than 24 hours to P-Day.

Zola - Sept 19, 2008

Zola, The Quiet One - Name May Change

We pick her up tomorrow.  Can you believe it?   A real live honest-to-goodness DOG.  Sorry, PUP.

A lot of folks are not really familiar with the breed, so here is a link to give you an idea of just what English Shepherds are.

Examples of Adult English Shepherds

I’m so excited… first thing I think of getting up and then every 5 minutes thereafter.  Our cat was fine and all, but he was a cat.  Dogs don’t care what you do… run in the road, jump into icy water, crawl through mud, brave certain death… as long as you do it together.

With cats it is like “Uh, I’m outta here – have a nice life.”  And that is 20 times a day.

A few good dog quotes…

Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
– Mark Twain, a Biography

A dog is not “almost human” and I know of no greater insult to the canine race than to describe it as such.  – John Holmes

Dogs have given us their absolute all.  We are the center of their universe.  We are the focus of their love and faith and trust.  They serve us in return for scraps.  It is without a doubt the best deal man has ever made.  – Roger Caras

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear.  – Dave Barry

When a shepherd goes to kill a wolf, and takes his dog along to see the sport, he should take care to avoid mistakes.  The dog has certain relationships to the wolf the shepherd may have forgotten.  – Robert M. Pirsig, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

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By the way – am I the only person who, upon hearing “Arrrrr!” one more time today, is going to crush that person’s vocal cords with a violent wedgie? Pirate day is cute for about 15 minutes but repetitive “ARRRRR!” everywhere you go is annoying as hell.

After seeing a number of people that I know and respect post Pirate Day™ topics, I want to qualify my stance – I’m referring to people in the hall, or in my office, or sending e:mails with “Arrrrr!” in them.  By going to someone’s blog I’m implicitly saying “I agree to whatever you are posting” but at work?  At work I’m forcibly exposed.

Plus, you ought not take me too seriously today.  Yesterday was a pain day that vicodin didn’t touch and I’m really out of sorts today.

… Don’t forget to look up “toad aficionado“, for the discriminating toadlicker.

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