This gives new meaning to the phrase “glutton for punishment”.
Archive for June, 2007
We can all rest easy again knowing that Paris Hilton has been released from jail. Somehow she managed to survive. She even looks a bit more normal in this here snapshot of her big escape! She looks less sleazy, healthier, and all-around cutie patootie!
Anyway, here’s a look back at Paris’ days in the pokey (no pun intended).
We have a new dog! It took us all weekend to get her but she’s here! Well, let me rephrase that. Getting her was no problem. You know, the typical application process - your name, address, whether you plan on killing the dog and mailing the remains in pieces to an ex, and such. Then we just went over to PetSmart to pick her up. That was Saturday. About noon.
Around 5p, let’s just say some things went down. Long story short: The dog got loose and ran off into the woods and to the little league fields back there (I’m pointing, by the way, in case you were wondering). Anyway, we all spread out to catch her but she just kept getting away! She’s quick and sneaky when she wants to be. Plus, them woods ain’t so easy to get around in. The good news at least was that she wasn’t going away. She just didn’t wanna got caught.
A couple of hours later, it got dark and we just couldn’t do it anymore. We had to call it a night. We put a bowl of food and water out on the front porch and had no choice but to hope for the best.
Sunday morning, 730a, we woke to find her just chillin’ on the front lawn. She ate all of her food and water and didn’t seem to have a care in the world. Of course, she bolted as soon as we opened the door and made it clear to us that the game was still on. She hid in a patch of bushes in the neighbor’s yard across the street and would not let us get near her. We had the neighbors watching for her. Jeremy and Charli came over. It was like a manhunt except we were losing.
Finally, at 9p, after running up and down every street in the neighborhood, around baseball fields, and through the woods for 14 hours, some lady called from the next street over saying she had the dog in her backyard. Let me reiterate. After a day and a half of more running around than any of us have done since we were kids, and she finally just saunters into some strangers yard to hang out with their golden retriever and they’re able to contain her and get our number off of her tag. Vapors.
Anyway, things are back to normal now and we finally have a new dog! We’ve re-named her Sammie (from Pammy). She’s a black lab. Six months old. She is sweet, and calm, and VERY gentle. Oh, and she has one brown eye and one blue eye. Kayla kinda likes her.
Today is Father’s Day which means I get to be catered to all day! And I gotta say, it’s about time! Now somebody come rub my feet!
Mr. Wizard has died. I know, this was a couple of days ago. But the website wasn’t up at the time and I think it deserves mentioning - better late than never.
This poses an interesting question to me though. Do scientists go to heaven? Think about it.
I know, I know. It’s been FOREVER! And I’m SORRY! See, what had happened was, I decided to redo this piece (again) and right in the middle of doing that, I got the opportunity to design a pair of other interweb junks (UEBC and AJM Video) and actually make some cash dollars. I just couldn’t resist. But now things are settling back down so I should be able to focus some more on my own blogness and give you, my people, stupid things to look at all day. Aren’t you excited?! Oh, come on…you know you like it.
