I Still Can't Believe It

Just a short list of a few things I'm hating on right now. (And yes, I know it's not healthy to hate, which is why I'm releasing the hate here instead of holding it in my cold, dead heart) The neighbors: for having five covered parking spots and two driveways but refusing to park any of their 23 vehicles anywhere but on the street directly across from my SINGLE CAR DRIVEWAY. Hey, thanks! I didn't need to get out of my driveway today anyway. The holidays: for making everyone sappy and spendy. I know I'm speaking heresy here, but if there was any way to still have a great holiday without feeling the need to buy everyone something and actually just enjoy the company of family and friends....bah, I'm being a fucking ridiculous idealist and I know it. Deep down, I want stuff. Ok, maybe not so deep. But I really do hate the part where I get all emotional about everything. The vet: for being so cool and nice and understanding while explaining the fishing line procedure

Here's Cassady in his favorite wig. He thinks he looks kinda like Gwyneth Paltrow in this wig and he struts all around in it and calls Corn Dog "Apple" when he wears it. I'll have to break out the Gwyneth wig this weekend to try and lift his spirits. He's getting x-rays on Friday to see if his ACL is torn/ruptured and needs surgery. He's going to have be put under sedation for the x-rays and you know, he's 11 so it is a wee bit worrisome that he's going under. I'm sure it'll be fine, but I'm not looking forward to the dirty looks all weekend. Who ever said dogs don't hold grudges hasn't met Cassady after he's been dropped off at the vet, puppeteered into various poses, and then locked in a crate for a few hours. Shit! Do you think I should tell the vet he's a bona fide Houdini Dog and will try to break out of any crate or room they put him in?

Yeah, I'm Lookin at You Originally uploaded by Corn Dog . Didn't you get my pie? I'll have to agree with Big Thirsty's Wife and say that, in general, women are total bitches. Doesn't mean I don't love them, but sometimes, I can completely identify with the urge to smack someone to get them to just shut up. And just so I'm not misunderstood, I'm an Equal Opportunity Smacker - I don't care what genitalia or sexual orientation is involved...sometimes you just feel like smacking people. Case in point: Tuesday night's soccer game. It's a women's over-30 recreational league. The way some people acted on Tuesday, you would have thought we were playing for the World Freaking Cup. To boil it down, the other team called a roster check on us because we were using players from another team in our league. We only had one sub without them and by calling a roster check, those two had to leave the field. A couple of girls on our team were highly offende

I generally never run out of things to bitch about - it's a gift. So in anticipation of having at least one good rant to share with teh Internets, I'm hereby christening Wednesdays as Rant Rednesday (until I come up with a better name - suggestions welcome, but I reserve the right to make fun of any suggestions). Begin Rant: I have three accounts with a major banking institution. And by major, I mean that you've certainly heard of them. The gravy days were back when I only had a credit card through them, but when we bought our last house two years ago, the mortgage and the line of credit (LOC) went through this same company. Fine. I do like to pay certain bills online. Like my credit card bills. I pay them off every month (probably won't be able to say that after the next couple of months - eek) and I do it online. One day, I went to the online payment center and lo and behold, I can pay my mortgage on the same site! Brilliant, I thought. I started to pay the mo

...even though it happens frequently. Most of the time it's because of acting and me being hyper-empathetic even when I know it's just a show and it's all fake. Even reality shows that I know are BS sometimes get me (ok, ok, yes, I sometimes even cry at commercials - those kodak ones are evil). But this show last night, this was different. For one, I buy that it's actually a real reality show and not some Surreal Life-esque crap (do you know they only live in that house for 12 days? Twelve days man - that's NOTHING. Toughen up you D-Listers!). See for yourself. They got a guy that was living on the street with an amputated leg and a shitty prosthetic and got him a new leg so that he could get a job. When that guy starting crying and saying "Please tell me this isn't a dream", I freakin lost it. Andre & John - you're my new role models.

Axl and Slash 05 Originally uploaded by Corn Dog . I'm sure Slash would never have held his guitar like this. Ask me if we won the costume contest...go ahead... I WISH I KNEW. Troy, you bastard. That's two years in a row we've done some killer costumes only to have NO winners announced. Gah! Come on man, I NEED that bar tab.