mean people. single people. pooping on people.

hellooo!

well, as you can see i am now a dog owner. Sir Charles, the non-barking dog, barked for the first time only moments ago. on one hand, i was quite proud. on the other, i asked him politely to not do that again; for the sake of me taking him to work and having to record all day long…

speaking of dogs… some individuals have been kinda mean to me lately. one (we’ll call him Brooks Talbott), started out a convo with me that was upbeat; congratulating me on Charlie. he then asked if i had a bag i carried him in, to which i replied with a yes. and then… “Brooks Talmeanie” decided that made Charlie, Toto – and myself the Wicked Witch. why wouldn’t i be Dorothy? i then told “Brooks Talbutt” he was the heartless Tin Man. and then we collectively decided laura and stephanie were the lollipop munchkins…

another person that has been mean to me did so via facebook video commenting; knowing full well i was unable to comment back. and we’ll call him “Josh Benforado.” there’s really no need to shed more light on my disdain for “Josh Beeforado”… but i will have vengence. just like sweeney todd did, only i won’t be a barber and blood won’t be shed and i won’t have an accomplice who puts the dead people in pies. but… uh… it’s gonna be close to something far from that. so… look out.

i made mention to a one, Jackie Herb, that there is a path one must journey on before having a child. this path goes: plant -> spouse -> cat -> dog -> child. i mean, it does makes sense. but hear me now, it is quite alright for there to be a very large gap between dog and child – and a very large gap there will be indeed. (also, in case you may have forgotten, jackie is single. she likes long walks on the beach while feeling the wind blow through her hair and sand between her toes. she also has impeccable style. but i’m just sayin).

ahhhh!! hahaha ok listen… i just begged ryan to let me blog about this because it could potentially be embarassing for him. but since he gave me the “okay” – i am writing posthaste. sooo monday when he got home from work, charlie was, of course, excited to see him. ryan decided to lay on the floor, on his back, and charlie was playing on his chest. and then… without hesitation… charlie started to poop on him!! what!? why would he do that!!? hahaha. luckily ryan realized what was about to happen and moved him, stat! oh man… it was hilarious. ryan was almost pooped on by a dog hahaha… poor guy.

annnd on that note, have a good day!!

ps, to ryan: thanks again for letting me blog about that. you are great ; )