Oh Boba Fett cardboard standee, you belong to me now.

New window has the wrong hook ups for the defrosters so unless I can get really clever I'll be driving all winter with an icy back window.

At least I'm consistant

Even though you're expected to remember everything little thing I say I understand if sometimes that's not easy. I say so many clever, insightful and funny things that it can be hard to keep track. Let me refresh your memories about one thing I've said many times over the years. Well, more like griped about...

Every time I try to save some money to either get a tattoo (or a more intimate piercing) or take a trip, or make some sort of major purchase crazy unexpected nonsense will come out of the blue and derail my plans. It happens almost any time I put some serious thought into a plan but it always happens without fail if money is involved.

I finally got a letter from the state tax department saying that my refund was gonna be a bit bigger than expected because I did something wrong on my federal return, and since that refund would be bigger so would the one from the state. Like, close to $500. Then my check comes and it's only for $18 because the larger federal return was just big enough to push me over into owing the state. Or something. I'm still trying to figure out what the hell.

Fine, whatever. I really want a certain piercing so I'll just get it out of my next paycheck. I got Tippy spayed, got two new tires (yesterday morning no less), got a booster box, fat pack, and all five starter decks for the new 2012 Magic Core Set. Next payday was free and clear - just like the back window of my car after I completely shattered it yesterday afternoon.

I was backing out of my parking spot in a very small lot when another car whipped in right beside me. Also, there was a large crane truck parked in the lot. I knew the truck was there, was keeping my one eye on it in my side mirror and the other eye on the dude pulling in. What I failed to take into account was that the bed of the truck was high enough that the rear end of my car went right under it easy as pie. And then the corner of the truck bed reminded me we live in a three dimensional world. The window didn't just crack. It completely shattered and all the pieces are scattered around my backseat.

I made sure the truck was fine and then I just drove on to work 'cause what else could I do? I called dad and asked him to start looking for me a new window. He found one but we can't get it until Monday. After I got off the phone with dad I was pulling up to a stop light and I started to get angry. Not just pissed at the universe being out to get me or my shitty luck, or even mad at myself for being careless but more like I went from Zero to insanely furious in 0.2 seconds. And then I hit the brake for the stop light and it jarred loose more pieces of glass that fell and tinkled all over the back seat. I just started laughing and kept laughing until the light turned green. After I got to work we had a torrential downpour.

I'm feeling a bit grumpier than usual today.

Tippy got snippied

Tippy Lou went to the vet yesterday to get her lady situation reconciled. She seems to be doing pretty well today. She got a bit restless around 4am but that was just 'cause she had to pee. I needed to shampoo my carpet anyways. Then a little bit ago I got up to take her outside but as I was putting my shoes on she peed again. I now have several more pads and sheets down on my floor. It looks like I hadn't straightened up my room at all.

While we were outside she tried to be rambunctious and play with the other dogs so I brought her back in. I'm thinking maybe the pain meds are helping her feel active, or at least not be in pain enough to jump around. I opted to get those extra. My thinking was that since I'll be working in the evenings the meds might sedate her while I'm away. So far though she doesn't seem to be any more calm than she normally is.

I had intended to post more pics of her lately but I haven't been able to find my camera. Odds are Tippy will find it under something in my room and give it a good chewing.

Full Moon Fever*

So I went bar hopping with my buddy Brad tonight. Well, just two bars. The first place, Rezan's, was a bit slow so after I kicked his ass at pool three games straight Brad decided he wanted to go to Rafter's. I never beat him at pool unless he scratches on the Eight, which he did on game one but the other two were legit wins. I chalked it up to the full moon. I was feeling good but no prob, a change of locale was fine with me.

No sooner had we walked in and up to the bar and some random dude turns around and tells me I look like a cross between Jerry Garcia and Captain Kangaroo. Before I could come up with a reply he throws out, "I'm not trying to piss you off or nothing." To which I say, "Well, you failed." Everybody laughs, and Brad and I take our beers to a table. Then, some guy Brad knows from back in the day comes up and starts playing catch up. He turns to me and says that I prolly don't remember him but he lived at where ever and was related to somebody. I give him a blank stare and shrug, say I dunno any of that but okay. He turns to Brad and asks if I'm his dad.

Whathfu? Okay, yes, I am technically old enough to be Brad's dad but still... I was glad to find out dude had been in prison and that his baby mama is a bitch and that he has trouble peeing. Stoopid full moon.

*very low grade

Neville FTW!

clean white Ford Focus + "LOWRYDR" vanity plate = STFU!

That's a cool orange sunset.

Poor li'l Tippy pup got into a poinsettia on the front porch. Now she has nasty green diarrhea. Girls are such a hassle.

Why is there not a bear porno about car thieves called The Fat & The Furry-Assed?

Gotta wait 10 days to get Tippy spayed 'cause she still needed to have a couple of shots. Hope she doesn't get knocked up in the meantime.

dammit! the stoopid deer ate all my gooseberries :(

Do I really need a Boba Fett cardboard standee? It's a timeless dilemma.