So I overdosed on watching ice skating this past weekend. The American championships were being held in all categories of skating… ice dancing, pairs, men and women’s singles… I was in seventh heaven. Then they introduced the next young man to skate in the men’s competition and mentioned how he was the old man in the group since he was 29. I found myself cheering him on due to some connection I felt we had what with him being the old man skater and me – well, me being old. That lasted until I thought about it for a moment
LeadButt
I don’t care where you’re going. I don’t want to go and you can’t make me. Remember, I have “LeadButt”. If mom can’t move me off her chair or out of her spot in bed when I go limp and let my LeadButt do its thing, what makes you think you can drag me anywhere once I let it down.
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Doggie Dialog
Dog 1: Why do we have to bring the balls? He’s the one that wants to go bowling.
Dog 2: I said I’m sorry. I can’t believe I bet that Dennis Rodman wouldn’t go back to North Korea.
Dog 3: I’m telling you, that toilet water just rots the brain cells and causes you to make all kinds of stupid decisions.
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On the other hand…
If you’re a dog walking dog and don’t know the trail, it’s always safe to follow the big guys because they must know where they’re going… right?
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How they earn their living
Don’t know about your dogs, but my dogs walk other dogs to earn their kibbles. No free loaders in this house!
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Death on the street
It’s hard to read the news about street people found dead in Anchorage. Anyone with the slightest bit of humanity is bound to feel bad when another human being suffers such a sad fate. Inevitably you find yourself wondering if there is simply not much more we can do for a certain segment of the homeless population. For them, the pull of addiction is greater than the pull of a warm room, a square meal or a death with dignity.
It is not mere coincidence that the majority of people found dead outside have intoxication as a contributing factor. Successfully
A phone that rings in the night
It is a universal that any phone that rings in the middle of the night is bringing bad news. Unless, of course, you’re an Alaskan. Then it’s probably some relative who still hasn’t figure out the time difference and which way it goes.
The ickiest thing ever
The ickiest thing ever is any picture of any person with a beard composed of live bees. I want to hurl every time I see one.
En Guard!
Snowy perches on the arm of the couch as I sit watching reruns of BBT. He is alert and poised, ears up listening to the distant barking of a neighbor’s dog. Clearly he is guarding his food source with great courage and bravado. Nothing will stir him from his post… except if you rub his belly while he sits there. Then his head starts to bob down, his eyes glaze over and before you can stop it from happening, he falls off the arm of the couch onto the floor. He quickly picks himself up, shakes himself off and resumes
It’s my eye’s fault
I would have had something up on the blog earlier but being blind in one eye has seemingly put half my brain to sleep. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Until the clot dissolves and I can see again out of that eye, expect this excuse to crop up time and time again.