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Gross! (and yet cute) AND YET GROSS!

I was watching the puppies here and all of them were nursing except there was one in the corner and I thought “Oh cute, he’s doing his own thing in the corner,” and then I realized doing his own thing meant going to the bathroom which was less cute and yet still kind of cute in a puppies will be puppies and go to the bathroom near where their mom and siblings are eating and then the mom quickly ate the poo! It wasn’t cute!

But now they’re all making puppy noises, which is cute.

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I heard puppies

I heard puppies and I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. It was on my computer! I’d left this window open: http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2008/10/hot-saturday-ni.html

You’ll probably want to go there now.

And now, an important question that’s unrelated to puppies: Let’s say you have two important meetings coming up and you’ve noticed that your hair is really frayed at the ends and so you could really use a trim. But let’s say you are also someone who walks away from many haircuts feeling upset and like your tender follicular rights have been violated? Do you make an appointment ahead of time so your hair will look better however you’re risking being unhappy with it? Or do you just go to your important meetings with in-need-of-a-trim hair?

It’s more rhetorical, since I tried to make an appointment to get a haircut and they can’t see me until after the meetings. But, you know, just wondering what you would have done.

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Box: 1; Me: 0

I’m having a fight with this box

Twice today I’ve found myself talking out loud even though I’m alone. The first was when I nearly stepped in a street loogie and let out a little yelp and then the second was this afternoon when I put together this wardrobe box which refused to crumple down in any way that would allow for neat and efficient taping. I’m pretty pissed at this box right now. Not as pissed as the woman I passed this morning who was berating her dog Lincoln because “Did I tell you you could get up, Lincoln? Did I? LINCOLN!” At first I thought she was yelling at a dog named Winky which made it even sadder. It was kind of like when you pass someone who’s yelling at a kid and you want to reach out to the kid and report the parent but instead you just glare, kind of hoping they’ll notice you but also a little afraid of what they’ll do if your glaring causes a confrontation. But then I was thinking that she wasn’t hitting her dog, she was just upbraiding him, but it was upsetting all the same. And she was a little thing and the dog was a big thing (a black lab) who was sort of putting up with her even though you could tell she was a total pain the ass.

But anyway, back to this box, it’s just very spirited and on the one hand I don’t want to break its spirit but on the other if it’s going to house my clothing it’s going to need to learn to cooperate.

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