We call each other "Honey", I call him Honey and he calls me Honey, except when we are talking to each other through the animals then it's Mommy and Daddy.
What's that you said Zeus? You say that Daddy is being an asshole? You really shouldn't call Daddy an asshole, it's not nice.
Come here Fletch, Mommy won't give you some of her ice cream? It's ok I love you and you can have some of my ice cream.
Look Honey! Look how Fletch takes popcorn out of the bowl! He eats like a people!
Fletch, I don't care if you eat popcorn just don't talk during the movie, got it buddy? Now tell daddy he should shut the hell up, I'm trying to follow this light hearted gem of a movie.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Zeus, my Doberman just gave me a concussion. It was a freak accident during the feeding frenzy. I mean dinner time. Honey was in charge for today, Zeus was expecting me to dole out the rations, he had already bonked his head on a 12 pack of soda I just brought in from the store. I sat on the couch to stay out of the fray, and he leaped onto and around and well skull on skull bonk.
I am hearby declaring myself not responsible for anything I say or do for 72 hours.
The picture is of one of the Delta Launchs here on the Cape. It was very similar to what I saw after Zeus bonked me.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Steph was correct in guessing a bridge! I've thought of driving off a bridge kinda Thelma and Louise style, and I scraped a car on the side of a bridge but I've never actually HIT a bridge.
The police car. Yup. Thought I was hitting the brakes, but it was the gas. No damage done and no witnesses. I was mortified, and sat cowering in my cubicle all day waiting for the cops to come in and arrest me.
The gas pump. Yes. Can you say KA-BOOM! It's like a small mushroom cloud, they have since changed the design of gas pumps. I was 15, I never wanted to drive again. My mother made me. Sue her for my shitty driving (Kidding Mom! Cyd, not a word about that last statement)
Several parked cars. Seriously, who hasn't? One in particular was a sewage maintenance truck, which happened this week prompting my questions. The fuckers were hogging the road and had nobody flagging traffic. No tickets issued.
The concrete utility pole? I fought the pole and the pole won. Thanksgiving Day 1995, the police offered to drive me to the dinner I was invited to. My family were all over the place that year, none of us together.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Which of these things have I not hit??
A) A Police Car.
B) A Gas Pump
C) A Conrete Utility Pole
D) A Bridge
E) Several PARKED cars
F) Our Garage Door
Monday, June 16, 2008
Our office would look just like two cubicles. Fletch Beagle being the oldest has is his OWN cubicle in the closet, all pimped out , and when he wants a change (or wants more peace, he goes into his "new addition", the part of the closet that is pretty unreachable since the doors aren't made to open that way. Poor baby we had him on valium for awhile. He tries to skirt around the other two and seriuosly, I think he may he may be rooting for the cat, since she doesn't chase him around.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Usually when I don't post it's because I was sick, I was in the hospital all this morning and part of the afternoon. It was nice of mom to come hang out with me until they jacked me up on Morphine and Phenergren. I slept maybe an hour all last night. After a few bags of fluids and the above shots I was feeling better. July 31 is my date for the laproscopy. And if that doesn't do the trick, I will have no other options beside pain management. So I'm a bit loopy and very tired and with that, you now know where I am. Basically wandering around the house and wondering if Honey is going to take my keys away since they gave me some heavy duty drugs. Wish me luck and I promise not to drive if I have taken the drugs..
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Note all the tobacco products. Cigars to dainty flavored ciggarettes. And if you look to the left of the humidor you will see my box of Nicorette to help my quit smoking. It hasn't worked. The box to the left is the prescripton Chantix, also to help quit smoking. Um yeah, that didn't work.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
It's my party. Ok, there are no real parties, just virtual well wishing and some great appreciation shown by my faithful few tried and true. And I'll leave this at that . BUT! I do have some good blogging topics, I've been toying around with in my head, but they don't seem to be able to make the hop and the skip onto the screen. Okay, so at this very moment I can only remember one. Damn my short term memory. I can however tell you in vivid detail stuff from when I was five. I think my brain shut down when it began trying to wrap it's grabby fingers around algebra. FAIL.
And yes I watching old DVR'd Gossip Girls Episodes last night, just seeing if I missed any good music..
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Honey woke me up, he obviously didn't see this sign:
As punishment until he dies, I am ordering this chair made of stuffed alligators, why because alligators scare the shit out of him, even fake ones.