hasta luego

off to CDMX --- probly no posts till next weekend

catching up with old friends

it's a dog's life

after nearly a week at mary's, i thought i should post some images to show the kind of problems she's having with them

from the humane society volunteers facepiece page

requiem for the war to end all wars

i had the great pleasure of hearing aso's rendition of britten's war requiem for the first time last night ---- thanks, ms kidd! we caught the verdi and mozart requiems earlier this season, but britten's is the most wonderful, i think

two georgias

what a choice! no georgia gubernatorial race in the state's history has provided this kind of contrast in choices ---- go stacey!

it's a dog's life

the simplicity of the dog world is excellent input in these unbelievably fkd up times

book it!

i spent the day messing around with my little liberry --- it was in disarray, with too many new additions and too many items improperly shelved and what not --- i also moved the civil war section to a higher shelf, out of the reach of children

i also cast four volumes into the discard bin

i did not dust, deferring that activity to another time

but i really need more shelving ---

or maybe i should quit the books and start watching more teevee

re-dogging mary

i had noticed these two early on --- the humane society wouldn't split them up, because they had lived together for so long before they got there, and as a result they had been there awhile --- i thought they had mary's name on them from the start, since she just lost her two sister dogs, one brown, one black --- i figured she wasn't ready, but i sent her some pics and, damn, she wanted to go look at them, which we did last weekend --- now, as of today, they are officially residents of lovely kirkwood --- 

junior had a little toucan toy that he would bring over and shake at you when you looked in on him at the pound --- nasty-ass thing, but mary took it home and washed it --- he loves that; black dog loves mary, a lot, and vice versa, i think

dammit, the one weepy picture at the shelter is all blurry --- bittersweet tears

we had to take their nasty, dog-poundy asses more or less directly to the dog wash, of which there is an excellent do-it-yourself one in EAV that is far superior to trying to do it in the bathtub --- me  and guinnett will use that one day ---

they went crazy in mary's back yard -- omg, omg, omg, smells, smells, smells!!! --- brown dog, being a boy dog, started peeing on anything upright --- "that's why i didn't want a boy dog" --- she'll get over that

she sent me these a bit of ago --- brown dog does not look stressed, which is good

omg, they're already on the bed!

poor birds

i've picked up all of these in the last week (and entered in audubon's D-bird database) --- be glad when they all get to where they're going and quit running into the buildings, which should be in a couple of weeks or so

cuzn kevin

heard from this dude this evening and we had a nice long talk --- he's got a new band, but still on fremont street --- i don't miss the spandex-nation band ---

i think he obsesses on politics as much as i do

back to the pound ----

mary's dogs are waiting

poor uno --- dos and tres were already gone and then quatro went today --- he will be lonely for a bit before somebody can't live without him

the cat pound is really quite nice --- this guy is in his little cozy alcove off the main condo

but why is it that cat shit seems nastier than dog shit? 

jackson and i spent some quality time together last time --- i was cleaning glass and wanted to clean his window, but thought his nap more important

proud of my community

a great weekend, with midtown covered up with people