"You know...I'm wundering...wha's in da bag?"

Data - Goonies

So I'm back in Dallas for the weekend. Basically to check on my mail. I had a harsh reality check though when I entered my apartment. First of all, I automatically looked down because usually Ernie greets me at the door. But since he's still in Arkansas he wasn't there to greet me at the door. Second, my apartment SUCKS!!! I left the bed unmade, my left over Mexican Pizza was still sitting on my coffee table, with my cereal that I ate out of my coffee mug from that morning, and my super sized diet Dr. Pepper. I went out side to check on my car. Poor thing, it has a nice little film of pollen and dust and bird shit all over it. This morning I took it to the car wash for a bath.

I have an appointment in an hour to get my hair done. Yes, I waited this long to get my hair done. I was not about to have someone who graduated from WalMart's Beauty School of Hair and Nails to cut my hair. Sorry Charlie, just wasn't going to happen.

I think being in Arkansas has made me realize that I don't want to eat Chicken any more. The Tyson food plant is located there as well. We were driving to lunch on day and one of those big ol' trucks that has the gazillion overweight chickens in wired cages drove by. It was like watching...I don't know what it was like watching. But it was disturbing. Then they tell me that they have an abundance of chicken road kill there because chickens will fall off the trucks and then SMACK!! A Ford Taurus has ended their life. Maybe for the better.

Oh well, I'm back to Arkansas on Sunday and I may be flying out to New York to work on our Sony Account.
I can't wait for Ernie to be a city dog. I just hope he doesn't attack any black people (no offense) while walking down Broadway...or Madison, or Park, or Spring...

"That's my daawg! That's my dawg!!"

~ Smokey from Friday (After Craig beats up Debo)

Well, I brought Ernie back with me to Arkansas. He's quite enjoying it. He behaved so well on the airplane...even though we did have to drug him up a bit. But even so he did not bark once...except for when we went into the airport...which is all another story. For some reason, my dog does not like people of a certain race. By the time me, Keri and Rob made the mile trek to the ticket counter, Ernie managed to turn every head in the airport with his ferocious growl everytime this certain race would walk by. Okay okay okay...my dog does not like black people. I'm not proud of this trait of his. And I have no idea where in the hell this came from...not from me!

Anyways, he's here now with me in the Wal-Mart mecca of Bentonville, AR. I've signed him up for doggie daycare. They have a doggie cam which you can check him out in the near future...I've just learned that their dog cam is broken. But the link is www.adoggiedaycare.com
It certainly doesn't hurt that some of the guys that work this joint is pretty cute...baby love cute. Meaning I think they're in their early 20s at best. Oh well. Speaking of older women liking younger men...Mary Kate Teterno(??) more like Mary Kate Weirdo, was released from prison the other day. What a freak show. She keeps telling us that she loves Villi. That's just plain sick. Even though I like my men a little young...they still have to be old enough to drink. And even at that age that's pretty bad since boys who are essentially between the ages 21-24 still act like they're 18 and in some cases 16.

Well, I'm still deciding on whether or not to take this job or just shove it. Seeing that I was planning on quitting and just be by Feb of next year. I envy my friend Tommy. I'm not sure if he knows I even have a blog. But he is doing whatever the fuck he wants to. Maybe I'll take up snowboarding...or maybe I'll start my own doggie daycare business.

Until next time...PEACE!!!