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Fourth of July has become a night of terror as I console frightened dogs whilst my neighbors engage in explosive revelry.
I’m not sure I even enjoy fireworks anymore.
I didn’t realize that was the last season of the new She-Ra and now I’m a little bit sad.
Realized yesterday that I pretty much, literally, broke my eye crying over my dog Dax in his final days / post-passing days.
Such is the implication from when the symptoms began and my ultimate diagnosis.
I love you buddy. Keep chasing that tail.
As our state-mandated lock-down came to a conclusion, with the Phase 2 reopening of Nevada’s economy… another black person was murdered by police and the nation has been righteously outraged.
Unfortunately that outrage often comes with violence and mayhem Read more
Got my first haircut in 100 years days!
It has been about a month now since we began our self-imposed quarantine/isolation initiatives. Life remains pretty much normal and routine. There are just no guest-dogs except on Fridays when Gus and Pumpkin come for daycare. No one is Read more
The great bleach crisis of 2020 is abated. For now.I broke quarantine to go fetch some and refresh my coffee supply. One of the more pleasant trips to Smart & Final I’ve ever had; given the lack of people Read more
While this is technically day 8 of our official self-quarantine/isolation initiative, life remains more or less as normal.
We’ve trained for this eventuality by avoiding people and working from home for as much of our lives as we could Read more
It was the best birthday, I think, since my 30th.
Lord Stryse – RadcliffeRoyal
Treated myself as a [medieval or something, I’m sure] King. Disconnected from daily life and got myself a suite with a Jacuzzi. Dreamt about it Read more
Tis the eve of my Birthday weekend and I’m not quite sure how this all worked out, but all my favorite doggos that I watch have booked this same weekend.
I realized I hang out with dogs more than Read more
Today I discovered that Icheb (Manu Intiraymi) has started following me on Twitter. That brings my tally of Borg who have acknowledged me on social media to two. Assimilation may be imminent.
Healthcare has been the single largest contributor to my declining mental health in the past couple of years. Life has enough to make me agro on a routine basis; but seriously… About a year ago I got a forever-going-to-change-your-life Read more
It was the seventeenth of May and I was minding my own business when I noticed a little Chihuahua on the drive-way camera. The lighting being what it was, I thought I was just looking at a Read more
Urgh. Mondays. Getting back into the swing of the workweek sucks. And to top it off my lame study group won’t meet on the date they agreed upon so I’m back to two nights prior to class to get Read more
Today is the day that Microsoft launched its newest OS, Windows XP. Where was I? At work here at Microsoft.
Well this is probably my last entry on this issue… but those tested for anthrax spores in their nasal passages all came back negative. We seem to be in the clear!
Well its early. I just recently got home from being out all night. Went and watched the new Michael Douglas flick (I still can’t remember the name!) with this guy Greg I’ve started seeing. Ended up crashin at Read more
Here is the email I’ve been sending out thusfar keeping my friends and family updated on these creepy events:
Sorry for the email but its the most efficient way to keep you all up-to-date on what has befallen us Read more
So this boy that I had pretty much given up on IM’d me out of the blue today. We’re tenatively getting together on Thursday. A night of sci-fi! 🙂
I also ran into some friends I lost touch Read more
Well…. Its been a while since I’ve written anything. Hmmm…. Not much to say. Just gettin on with life. I’ve been engaged in an interesting class on marketing. You can check out my market place simulation project at http://www.msbp.net/gearhead.
For all my “I’m not a racist” relatives who are, in fact, racists.
Unpopular opinion: Kids don’t owe their parents anything for being born and raised.
I never signed any contract or entered into any aggreement whereby I would do X in return for being born and having life.
I wasn’t the product of rape, so BOTH parents made a decision that resulted in my conception. It’s on them, not me, and I’m not gonna accept perpetual indenture to to them for something I wasn’t consulted on in advance.
At best, my dad owes my mom for carrying his baby to term. I’m the consequence of their actions.
Just somewhat triggered by Mothers’ Day ads today. Don’t mind me.
When we lose a person it is not just who they were and what they represent that is lost to us, but all that was important to them as well. Those who lived on only in their memories are also lost.
I think that makes me saddest. That when I am gone, the memories of the beautiful souls, whom no one else lives to remember or aspects of which are known only to me, shall also cease and it will mark the true death of them.
But as I live, so they were and so they mattered. May I live well beyond my years.