Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Aunts, Uncles, Grandmothers, Grandfathers, Great-Grandmothers, Great-Grandfathers
Everyone seems to want to get their paws on the child, the chosen one. Manhandled at every turn, and covered in germs. But loved beyond reason.
Monday, December 29, 2008
XMAS TEASER
There's gonna be about 1,451 Holiday Pictures posted soon.
Here's one to whet the whistle of all 7 of you:
Here's one to whet the whistle of all 7 of you:
Monday, December 22, 2008
Trying to Escape: a Journey Through the Elements to the Planet Safeway
...and up to my crotch in ice.
We are snowed in, baby out of food. Parents out of food. Must brave the weather.
Must travel O'er mountaintop to Safeway.
I set off:
Along my journey I noticed a closed pet store full of huddled cold kittens.
Damn you, pet store - straight to heck.
I have made it to Safeway. It is HOT and sweaty and crowded and wet in here.
Baby food, here I come. and also nacho cheese.
Why is Safeway selling copies of 1984's Tom Selleck/Gene Simmons Sci-Fi killer robot masterpiece RUNAWAY for $9.99 when it is supposedly out of print and copies online are going for much higher? Why didn't I buy it instead of gawking and taking pictures again? I got the nacho cheese.
Passing the Delta. They are closed, which is fine - I bought a rack of ribs at the store and am carrying them on my back like Jeremiah Johnson, through the mountain pass.
Noticing that nearly every car has it's windshield wipers upright.
At this point I am very suspicious of those people who won't stop following me.
Has a madness taken mine eyes?
Towards the end of my journey I began to get metaphysical and artsy, musing on the birds and the trees and the spots of canine urine in the snowy road. I think I was losing my mind from burning calories without water and nearly falling several times in my flat ill equipped shoes while staving off frostbitten toes, but it wasn't so bad - and I came out of the madness once I had rewarded myself with ribs and a bath.
We are snowed in, baby out of food. Parents out of food. Must brave the weather.
Must travel O'er mountaintop to Safeway.
I set off:
Along my journey I noticed a closed pet store full of huddled cold kittens.
Damn you, pet store - straight to heck.
I have made it to Safeway. It is HOT and sweaty and crowded and wet in here.
Baby food, here I come. and also nacho cheese.
Why is Safeway selling copies of 1984's Tom Selleck/Gene Simmons Sci-Fi killer robot masterpiece RUNAWAY for $9.99 when it is supposedly out of print and copies online are going for much higher? Why didn't I buy it instead of gawking and taking pictures again? I got the nacho cheese.
Passing the Delta. They are closed, which is fine - I bought a rack of ribs at the store and am carrying them on my back like Jeremiah Johnson, through the mountain pass.
Noticing that nearly every car has it's windshield wipers upright.
At this point I am very suspicious of those people who won't stop following me.
Has a madness taken mine eyes?
Towards the end of my journey I began to get metaphysical and artsy, musing on the birds and the trees and the spots of canine urine in the snowy road. I think I was losing my mind from burning calories without water and nearly falling several times in my flat ill equipped shoes while staving off frostbitten toes, but it wasn't so bad - and I came out of the madness once I had rewarded myself with ribs and a bath.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
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