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Sunday at the Casa
The sun has only dared to challenge the fog five days out of the last forty five, and this morning is no different. I'm in my customary spot, wadded up against dad, and the rest of the dogs look like they have been dropped from the sky, sprawled in whatever position gravity left them when they hit the bed. Climate-wise, yesterday was much like the day dad and I met; cold, cloudy, the asphalt gooseslick…
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure…
Yesterday was one of those days that makes me glad to be from Arkansas: 72° in mid-January. Dad started making some noise about taking Miss Ellie for a spin, a plan which I quickly quashed using the power of my executive veto. I made my thoughts clear in favor of taking the motorcycle because A: it IS the motorcycle(like duh!), and B: if we take the car, Max will find a way to finagle his…
It is hard to free fools from the chains they revere. -Voltaire
I'm not too sure who this Voltaire fella is; I think he may have invented the first electric car back in the fifties or something, but I agree wholeheartedly with his quote. When dad and Zach released me from the crate, they had no choice but to leave me there while they rode the bikes home to retrieve the truck; I had no guarantee that they would or would not return. I remember resigning myself…
Houseguests at the Casa
Wookie the Redbone Hormone Storm and Princess Leia the Perpetually Shivering are spending the week at the Resort de la Whackos. More on their stories later, but dad's going to use this opportunity to roll out the Charlie Bravo channel on YouTube with the following embarrassing video of Wookie breaking my ankles; this was our first encounter and I underestimated the gangly oaf, a mistake I will NOT be making again! I also now have…
Blue Monday
We have houseguests at the Casa, a tiny chihuahua named Leia and a huge walking hormone storm, a redbone hound named Wookie. More on their story later, but the point is that things are busy at the Casa and a post wasn't forthcoming today. Then dad noticed today was "Blue Monday", and between that and the political rants last night on the Golden Globe "awards", I just had to counteract all this negativity. What is…
