I still have nothing to say, but I'll stick to what I know best - bad food and lamely taunting the Prairie Dawg.
What the hell does a prairie dawg eat, anyway? Bugs? the dung of of better, smarter animals?
Monday, August 03, 2009
Yep, I deleted a whole bunch of posts
My plan was to wipe-out this blog and start fresh. After I zapped the last 25 posts, I chickened-out.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
What Was I Thinking
Even I think that Ask The Old Dog is stupid! I don't keep up with it, and my answers aren't all that clever or interesting.
I think I'm going to kill it - again.
I think I'm going to kill it - again.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Beef Stew and Buick
Two highlightes of the day:
1) EdP can appreciate this - I threw together a pretty darned good beef stew today in the crock pot.. Cubed-up a riduculously huge top round roast, a couple of giant russett potatoes, a white onion, a tomato, carrots, fresh green beens, peas, a bunch of red wine, kosher salt and fresh ground black pepper. I thickened it up at the end with some corn starch and "Damn, Old Dog! That shit is stupid!".
2) As Steener and I were getting into the car outside of Blockbuster today, we heard a cat whining. I found it under the car next to ours. I coaxed it out of there, picked him up and gave him a look-over. Probably about 10 or 11 months old, not collared and had been outside for a while. We took the shivering little critter over to Tails.
At Tails, they had us bring him into an exam room right away, where he suddenly couldn't hold his water any longer and whizzed all over my coat, and then all over the exam table once I set him down! They looked him over, stuck a thermometer up his butt (apperently, cats don't like that) and let him roam around the examination room. We expected that we'd have to take him with us and find a place for him, but they managed to find room for him. We stayed in there with him while they got the paperwork together (you have to sign away your rights to the cat to them). Part of the paperwork procedure is that someone has to name the cat for record keeping purposes. There had recently been a "Joe" there, so I tried to remember what kind of car I had found him under. I couldn't remember, but "Buick" was the first name I thought of. So, the homeless cat's name is officially Buick. If mean old Goblin were more accepting of other animals or other living things, Buick would have been our new cat. He's a good little fella, and from the look of him, he's gonna be a substantial little creature.
I can't say enough about the good people at Tails. They're running a nice facility there and obviously care greatly about the work that they are doing. Tails is deserving of your donations and support and is where we will go in the future to obtain pets - and you should, too!
1) EdP can appreciate this - I threw together a pretty darned good beef stew today in the crock pot.. Cubed-up a riduculously huge top round roast, a couple of giant russett potatoes, a white onion, a tomato, carrots, fresh green beens, peas, a bunch of red wine, kosher salt and fresh ground black pepper. I thickened it up at the end with some corn starch and "Damn, Old Dog! That shit is stupid!".
2) As Steener and I were getting into the car outside of Blockbuster today, we heard a cat whining. I found it under the car next to ours. I coaxed it out of there, picked him up and gave him a look-over. Probably about 10 or 11 months old, not collared and had been outside for a while. We took the shivering little critter over to Tails.
At Tails, they had us bring him into an exam room right away, where he suddenly couldn't hold his water any longer and whizzed all over my coat, and then all over the exam table once I set him down! They looked him over, stuck a thermometer up his butt (apperently, cats don't like that) and let him roam around the examination room. We expected that we'd have to take him with us and find a place for him, but they managed to find room for him. We stayed in there with him while they got the paperwork together (you have to sign away your rights to the cat to them). Part of the paperwork procedure is that someone has to name the cat for record keeping purposes. There had recently been a "Joe" there, so I tried to remember what kind of car I had found him under. I couldn't remember, but "Buick" was the first name I thought of. So, the homeless cat's name is officially Buick. If mean old Goblin were more accepting of other animals or other living things, Buick would have been our new cat. He's a good little fella, and from the look of him, he's gonna be a substantial little creature.
I can't say enough about the good people at Tails. They're running a nice facility there and obviously care greatly about the work that they are doing. Tails is deserving of your donations and support and is where we will go in the future to obtain pets - and you should, too!
Saturday, February 24, 2007
EdP Did A Good Show
Last night at the House Cafe, our little EdP did a wonderful job of entertaining his friends and a bunch of strangers. What more can you ask for? One guy, two guitars and bunch of good songs. Two of them were beautiful love songs; one for his wonderful wife, and one of them to our full throttle friend, the Liar.
You rock, EdP.
You rock, EdP.
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