When I am feeling sad, I know that there are two things that will always bring a smile to my face, Pasha and Nietzsche.

I am only 261 pages into the newest Diana Gabaldon book becuase I am reading it as slow as possible. I do not want the story to end.

The Big Piece of Chicken

I was watching Everybody Hates Chris, this weekend while enjoying a nice bowl of homemade chicken and dumplings. I do not eat meat, but I cook it because the boys seem to enjoy it. Chris was going on about how his dad always got the big piece of chicken and I could not note who in my house got the big pieces of chicken and who only got dumplings.

Friday Dog Blogging

I am not dead or anything, but I got something going on. I will fill you all in when I get back. Most likely on Tuesday

I hate being single

I spent years alone when I first moved to Louisville. I am use to being myself. Now I hate being alone, but I hate the thought of dating even more. I do not want to have to be charming. I am not interested in hearing some loser’s lame stories.

I have been weary of blogging lately. I know that sometimes I lack a sensitivity to the feelings of others, most of the time I hate to hurt others feelings even when those people have hurt me greatly. It is hard to be honest when you are worried about hurting some jerk’s feelings.

Updates

I have a new yard boy who is so freakin' cute, I can barely stand to look at him without blushing.

I am loving my new job, I think it will be January before I get bored.

My elbow is healing, but when it hurts it really fucking hurts. I don't have to keep it in a sling any more, but I only have about 60% use of my arm.

The boys' new nanny is great. She arranges play dates with other dogs (for Pasha), they take field trips, she plays games with them, she has rainy projects for them, she picks up their toys and puts them away, she cleans the dog poo from the yard. And she puts my trash out for me!

I am not interest in blaming George Bush for the hurricane response disaster, nothing he does is going make me think well of him. However, I think that the head of FEMA needs to be taken the New Orleans convention center and be left there to be killed by the crowd. This man's incompetence is criminal.

Friday Dog Blogging

The hurricane has caused me do a lot of thinking about what I value and what I would do to keep what I value. These two are only things in my life I value. I know some may find this pathetic, but I need something to love more than myself and I love these dogs. I have created a DR plan for a flood, tornado, earthquake, chemical spill to get me and my boys out of town in one of three directions by car or on foot. I may buy a boat.

Truck's eyes are not really crazy like this