Thursday, October 30, 2003

Fucking Marlins.
It's been like a week since they won, but that's still all they talk about.
Now it's all about them getting a new stadium and changing they're name to the Miami Marlins. Who cares.
Go away!
But actually, yeah, get a new stadium and let the Dolphins have their stadium back!

Well, in a bit of good news, Icon's last visit to the Vet showed some improvement.
It seems the meds are doing their part to help.
He's not out of the woods yet, but it's a step in the right direction.
We'll see what happens from here...

Monday, October 27, 2003

Fucking Marlins.

Despite my troubles with my poor dog Icon, I went ahead and kept my previously made plans to go outta town with my friend The Chuban. We went to Tampa Friday night and spent most of Saturday in Disney World.
You know, it's not really "The Happiest Place On Earth" when all you think about is your sick dog and your only traveling companion is The Chuban. But then, I'm sure he feels the same way about me...
Prolly the highlight of the whole thing was that the car rental place kept me waiting so long that they ended up upgrading me from the "compact car" I reserved to a brand new convertible Mustang, at the same price!
I've never driven a convertible. That was fun.
And that car only has like, oh, I dunno, 5 times the power my shiddy little car has, so it was all good!
Anyway, it was nice to see my sister and the kids again too. We went to a place called Barnacles and ate and played pool. I think that was The Chuban's highlight...wall to wall chikkies. Wow.

Anyway, hopefully I'll know more about my dog and the future later on this week...

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

Well, my worst fears are seemingly being confirmed.
So far, two visits to the vet (and $500, so far)have yet to solve the mystery of what ails my dog. My wonderful dog, Icon.
He's so sweet, it breaks my heart to think there's something wrong with him.
I'm racked with guilt, thinking it's my fault for not taking care of him properly, but the vet says it's a blood thing that could happen to any dog.
Any unlucky dog.
Poor sweet humble giant Icon.
(I'm very proud of his behavior with the vet and staff)
He's on meds now ( and he isn't in any pain...he has been acting normal all along!)
I hope the meds help, and the next visit next week yields better news...

Thursday, October 16, 2003

Fucking Marlins.

I met the cutest puppy yesterday.
Speaking of dogs, I'm taking ICON to the vet today.
Here's to hoping...

Sunday, October 12, 2003

Dolphins won.
All is well with the world.
Ah, if only it were so simple...

Fucking Marlins.
Actually, they HAVE been losing.
Tonight is the final test to see if their glass slipper has indeed shattered...

You know, I've neglected to mention that I got the new Iron Maiden CD, Dance Of Death. Good stuff. Solid Maiden. Very true to themselves. I like it a lot.

But you know who's really been kicking my ass lately?
They're called Opeth, and they are too cool.
They're like part "growlers", but part, almost ethereal, haunting...almost beautiful progressive rock. Even the growling is slightly subdued. I've been aware of them for about a year now. At this point I have everything they've put out in the 2000's, but I think they have more stuff out there. I really like it a lot...

I also gave into curiosity and got The Darkness' Permission To Land.
These guys are getting some hype because they're very retro and look (and sound)like a 70's glam rock band, a la Queen (they've been called the Straight Queen, though I don't think they're worthy...yet). I'll give it a chance to grow on me, all the while pondering just how we made it all the way to 2003 without somebody already taking the so obviously cool name of, The Darkness.

Tuesday, October 7, 2003

Don't have much to say, but it's been a while, so here I am.

Fucking Marlins.
Funny how so many "fans" there are now...

A very cool person lent me a very cool book, Absolute Zero. It goes over my head at times (what doesn't?) and it's a little TOO brilliant, but still, it's very good, and very interesting...

So looks like one of Roy's tigers decided to remind him that it is, and will always be a scarily wild animal, no matter how many hoops you teach it to jump through. I have nothing against Roy, and I hope he recovers and all, but well, to use an old cliche, you shouldn't fuck with Mother Nature. Tigers are amazingly beautiful creatures, and I'm sure both Roy and his partner Siegfreid (sp?)truly do love all their animal costars, but to be honest, I'm surprised this hadn't already happened long ago...

Met a very nice person over the weekend. Well, actually met in person.
She's sweet, and I hope I didn't upset her too much...

Meanwhile, I feel more lost than usual.
Go figure.