TGIT (Thank Goodness It’s Thursday)

I love Thursdays because I don’t work on Fridays. That is, I don’t go to my place of employment on Fridays, but I do usually work at home doing freelance jobs or whatever. Still, it’s nice to spend the day in your pajamas if you feel like it. Given the weather, I believe I’ll be doing just that tomorrow.

Winter is still hanging on. March is very iffy here, there have even been snowstorms as late as April. It’s been snowing and tonight it’s supposed to hit 16 degrees overnight. Blah. The daffodils, crocuses and tulips are all starting to come up though, so not too much longer before spring is really here. I hope.

Mel and I went for a ride tonight to get some doughnuts. We wore pajamas. See, if we go through the basement to the garage and get in the car then we don’t have to go outside. As long as wherever we’re going has a drive-thru – the bank, fast food, pharmacy – we don’t have to get out of the car. We have to be careful, Mel pointed out, we absolutely cannot get into an accident when we go out wearing pjs. Imagine.

On the way we were talking about the California couple that were found guilty in the dog mauling case. We pretty much agreed, those people should have controlled their dogs better or gotten rid of them before they could harm anyone.

The neighbor next door to the house I used to live in has a vicious dog. Every time someone came to do work on the house I’d have to ask the guy to put his dog inside. The dog used to scare the crap out of me, even when I was inside. If I opened my dining room windows, or even just walked by them, the dog would be jumping up, barking and snarling. When I’d do laundry in my basement the dog would bark and snap outside the windows. I told the guy next door a few times that I thought his dog was vicious. He’d just smile and tell me the dog was okay, that he was really very sweet. Uh huh. Bullshit, that dog is exactly how you want him to be. For the sake of my tenants now, I really hope the dog never gets out of the fenced yard.

After we talked about the dog mauling, Mel says to me “Hey, did you know that they’ve crossed a chihauhua and a pit bull in England to produce apartment-sized watch dogs?” “No kidding…” trying to picture in my mind what that would look like. “Yeah,” she said, “they’re called Chia-pits.” I totally fell for that one.

Crap. And I said this wasn’t gonna be a dog blog.

2 thoughts on “TGIT (Thank Goodness It’s Thursday)

  1. This is the most dangerous thing I’ve ever heard of: Krispy Kreme drive-through. It’s just possible Lauren and I would never get out of the car; just park somewhere with a good view of the "HOT NOW" sign and head on in whenever it’s lit.

  2. Wow… There’s a Krispy Kreme vibe going around, isn’t there? I read a story a few days ago about one of the guys on my computer baseball team, Tsuyoshi Shinjo of the San Francisco Giants, who got in a little hot water with the team’s manager over bringing some Krispy Kreme’s into the clubhouse. Dusty Baker said of Shinjo, "He has the body type that he can eat those things. But I have too many guys in (the clubhouse) who don’t need to be eating Krispy Kremes. I don’t want him bringing too many and passing them around. I told him, ‘I know you want to be a team man, but just buy enough of those Krispy Kremes for yourself.’ "<br><br>Shinjo’s new nickname on my team? "Krispy Kreme," of course!<br><br>:-)

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