26.3.06

Lola takes the cake


Today is Sunday, Lola's favorite day.
Her favorite day of the week includes a visit to her favorite pet store for dog school.
Yes, she is a purebred so why wouldn't she hit the books more than other dogs?!

She is a brain.

Its her third class, so it was all about trying to lay down today, this was quite difficult
with a stockboy and a giant forklift carrying a skyhigh load of Iams mini-chunks in view.
We will practice all week...and hope she gets it.
She is always busy meeting every dog in class, making sure they are all happy etc.
She is quite like her big brother Guinness where its all about being social.
And also she is quite like her Big sister Maui where its all about being regal and oh so purebred.

14.3.06

Spicegirls for hire...aka: wannabe..aka: "if you wanna be my lawyer.."



Just browsing for a reputable lawyer tonight and I wasn't able to find one.
It is a funny thing when all you can find are mad portraits of madmen...
and or women.

And I have to laugh at all of you and your greasy hair and bad ties...oh and the mugshots from
Jimbo's-1hour-photo-lab...real nice!

Shame on you!
and shame on you if you refuse to even post a "law-protrait" at all.

and tonight, I found the worst Leah Mclaren rip-off portrait...EVER.
Maybe it would have been good for lets say...a smug
tongue-in-your-lap
globe weekly rag feature....

but for a legal site?

Rules=
1) Black and white, Vs. color? (maybe)
lets say YES if the rest of the photos are in fact ARE black and white,
2) Rules,
You can't avoid the rules.
3) Suit,
yes.
Lawyers wear them.
4) Sassy grin
Come on buster, its a given.
5) Pose,
Arms resting at sides.
Nothing fashionable, law is dry.
Nothing more nothing less. This isnt Vogue.
Its the law (stupid)
6) Jimbo's-1hour-photo-lab
Sorry Jimbo, but your experteez just isn't cuttin' it sugar.
Please go to a REAL studio.
7) Touch-ups,
Go easy.
Its called photoshop, get it.
Remember, the more you fake yourself the more you break the laws of nature.
And you are representing the law.

And who is really gonna believe that you ARE the law?

7.2.06

5.2.06

2005 pet of the year award

Guinness is our little furry hero!

It was no suprise this year....

Guinness is our winner of the pet of the year award for 2005.


Congrats go out to our little man.


You rule.

Better luck next year to our little Maui who took 2nd place & then to Lola our rookie of the year award winner!

This blogs for YOU tonight M&M!



Here is a blog post that will go out to the syrupy sweet couple that we both love and cherish up in Ottawa..Matt&Mary..............

aka: M&M

I wish Dave and I could be named after my favorite candy....but instead I get called peppermint due obviously to my name and Dave, well... lets just keep calling him D-unit.

Anyway its late and instead of watching more football, I will sit here and eat lemon meringue pie and carefully sink my silver fork into its white foamy & then lemon colored jellied layers.

Aw, serenity.


However, now I can rejoice!

because Seattle has lost and this has made Dave very happy.

So thats great news for all men that I know for some reason.

Mary and I talked tonight about the foamy meringue treat I had hiding in my fridge.
Much more important than some wild Aaron Neville-singing-pigskin-infection.

I said I had the weirdest craving for it after I had read a superior recipe in a new Martha mag.
Martha is my hero baker. Ok and Bonnie Gordon.

www.BonnieGordoncakes.com

But I can't afford any more of her cake classes. Bonnie found my talent and encouraged me to continue, "but it IS an expensive hobby" -she eagerly stated. Sure sure. I hope I show up on her website somewhere....


I thanked Mary for the small conversation, that also included a webcam and Dave's lingerie shot for Matt. Classic tummy footage.

It is great to have amazing friends like M&M. Even though they are far away, we are near due to this crazy WWW. Its great for all of us.

On a healthier note, despite our last night of nachos/chips/pie/pizza binge,

Dave and I FINALLY found a fantastic gym....and joined...they are open 24hours which was the major signing factor! That is great for someone like me who is a night owl, and also a retired ninja and works too late. Dave will kill me after the first week i'm sure! But we all know who will be kicking golf butt in the Spring!

They even have a boxing ring on site. But don't worry, none of that for me.

I am a retired fighter.

I promised myself/my body that there would be no more black and blue and broken stuff!

I'm too old for that damage.

Did I also mention that there is even a physio clinic onsite? yes thats where I will be headed due to the above previous injuries...of karate. Poor knuckles.

So I hope it can serve us both well for the future together....& lets hope for no more smoking DMC!

goodnight and go grab some lemon goodness...Hell! its Sunday.

4.2.06

brokeback horse



Ok ok, what kind of a horse would wear a silver and blue ensemble?

No rugged horse I know.

And no animals were hurt during this photo, ok so I was a little too big for this merry-go-round!

It was indeed merry...well so what if I had too much fun with my nephew Jalen!

West Edmonton Mall kicks ass.

3.2.06

The Plight of Purebreds


http://www.helpinganimals.com/

It can be hard to resist the cute puppies and kittens for sale in “pet” store windows, but a closer look into how these stores obtain animals reveals a system in which the high price that consumers pay for “that doggie in the window” pales in comparison to the cost paid by animals who are sold in pet stores.

That adorable little scamp in the store probably came from a “puppy mill,” a breeding kennel that raises dogs in cramped, crude, filthy conditions. Kennels can be found throughout the country, and some dealers even import puppies from other countries.

Constant confinement and a lack of adequate veterinary care and socialization often result in animals who are unhealthy and difficult to socialize. As a result, many are abandoned within weeks or months of their adoption by frustrated buyers—further exacerbating the tragic companion animal overpopulation crisis.

Some people impulsively obtain purebred dogs, even though they may not be educated about the breed or ready for the commitment that animal companions require.
Movies such as 101 Dalmatians and Beethoven, TV shows like Frasier, and commercials such as those for Taco Bell have caused a jump in the popularity of certain breeds, and yet, very few potential dog caretakers take the time to investigate the traits and needs of the breed that they are considering.
“Every time Hollywood makes a dog movie, the breed goes to hell,” says one caretaker of Bouvier des Flandres dogs. A Dalmatian fancier concludes that “… the unscrupulous breeders will see there’s a profit margin there.”

When there is a surge in demand for a particular breed, puppy mills try to meet that demand, but when Jack Russell Terriers don’t turn out to be just like Frasier’s Eddie or St. Bernards don’t act just like “Beethoven,” rescue groups and shelters become flooded with these breeds.
The AKC, which opposes mandatory spay/neuter programs for purebred dogs, receives millions of dollars from breeders who pay AKC registration fees.

The AKC registered more than 421,000 puppies in 2005, some of whom will join the millions of animals who end up in shelters every year.

Buyers may be swayed by talk of “papers” and “AKC registration,” but these papers cannot ensure good temperament or good health. Says one veterinarian, “The best use of pedigree papers is for housebreaking your dog. They don’t mean a damn thing."
The AKC has minimum care standards for “high-volume breeding” facilities, but with 14 inspectors and an operating budget that is directed toward registration and dog shows, they can only manage to inspect their registered kennels once every two years.

By their own admission, some of the more problematic kennels have simply sought registration services (such as Dog Registry of America, Sporting Dog Registry, American Hunting Dog Registry, All American Dog Registry, to name a few) that don’t perform inspections.

At puppy mills, dogs are bred for quantity, not quality, so unmonitored genetic defects and personality disorders that are passed on from generation to generation are common. This situation results in high veterinary bills for people who buy these dogs and the possibility that unsociable or maladjusted dogs will be disposed of by their unprepared “owners.”
“There is virtually no consideration of temperament,” says one dog trainer. “I wish legislators could sit in my office and watch ... people sobbing in extreme emotional pain over having to decide whether to euthanize their dog because of some serious behavioral problem.”

23.1.06

happy new year Pblog!


Just wanted to wish the PBLOG a happy new year...............

so.

happy 2006 PBLOG!

And this also means that we are up and running in "the Hammer" now.

Stay tuned....

6.12.05

ask me for my photo


Apparently there are some that doubt Pblog's capabilities.
Ahem...(shaking head...)

Ladies and Gents, (crack of whip...)

(insert exclamation point)

Let me introduce to you,
that of which is one of many of only the finest postings here for you tonight:
One of Hamilton's greatest works of art entitled purely as=

"the davis"

my Lo

I love my little Lola,
even if she has a Flea or two, or three...

Please dont disturb me...I am trying to get some shut-eye...yes my life is rough...i'm all paws


Like I said, David and I are moving out, and the pets are not helping much!
Lola has caught a few pesky itchy fleas, Guinness insists on drinking beer and Maui wont lift a single paw!

the grass is always greener in a city with industrial pollution


So David and I are currently packing up the house.
Stirring up lots of dust and fleas.

Yes we thought it would be a great idea to try to move again in the dead of winter!

We like to carry heavy heavy boxes and get our annual excerise this way. God knows karate isnt this rough.

do you know how many magazines I own?

Too many.


We are set to move out sometime this weekend...as we get the keys this Friday!



We have decided to call the new place:

The Haunted Mansion.

when all else fails...post a summer photo to warm up your winter spirits!


Pblog was down for a good few days.
Sorry but its true!
I wasn't able to post for you..

Blogger wouldnt let me in!

So I was able to catch up with getting my
xmas cards in order and yes, they are just about finished..so for those of you lucky people out there that will get a fine piece of penmanship, keep your eyes glued to your mailbox.

On, the-other-hand...
I took Lola out for her daily walk and
yes winter is here.

In case you didn't realize this and had to read it here.

yes here.

28.11.05

Chuck Norris


Rather than being birthed like a normal child, Chuck Norris instead punched his way out of his mother's womb. Shortly thereafter he grew a beard. Before email was invented Chuck Norris would attach messages to kittens and roundhouse kick them. The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain. Chuck Norris' tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried. When Chuck Norris has sex with a man, it is not because he is gay, but because he has run out of women. Chuck Norris does not have AIDS but he gives it to people anyway. Chuck Norris has yet to get a Jeopardy question wrong. Jesus has missed two. Chuck Norris sold his soul to the devil for his rugged good looks and unparalleled martial arts ability. Shortly after the transaction was finalized, Chuck roundhouse kicked the devil in the face and took his soul back. The devil, who appreciates irony, couldn't stay mad and admitted he should have seen it coming. They now play poker every second Wednesday of the month. A man once asked Chuck Norris if his real name is "Charles". Chuck Norris did not respond, he simply stared at him until he exploded. Chuck Norris's girlfriend once asked him how much wood a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood. He then shouted, "HOW DARE YOU RHYME IN THE PRESENCE OF CHUCK NORRIS!" and ripped out her throat. Holding his girlfriend's bloody throat in his hand he bellowed, "Don't fuck with Chuck!" Two years and five months later he realized the irony of this statement and laughed so hard that anyone within a hundred mile radius of the blast went deaf. Chuck Norris recently had the idea to sell his urine as a canned beverage. We know this beverage as Red Bull. The original theme song to the Transformers was actually "Chuck Norris--more than meets the eye, Chuck Norris--robot in disguise," and starred Chuck Norris as a Texas Ranger who defended the earth from drug-dealing Decepticons and could turn into a pick-up. This was far too awesome for a single show, however, so it was divided. To prove it isn't that big of a deal to beat cancer. Chuck Norris smoked 15 cartons of cigarettes a day for 2 years and aquired 7 different kinds of cancer only to rid them from his body by flexing for 30 minutes. Beat that, Lance Armstrong. Chuck Norris was the fourth Wiseman. He brought baby Jesus the gift of "beard". Jesus wore it proudly to his dying day. The other Wisemen, jealous of Jesus' obvious gift favoritism, used their combined influence to have Chuck omitted from the Bible. Shortly after all three died of roundhouse kick related deaths. Chuck Norris can make a woman climax by simply pointing at her and saying "booya". Chuck Norris once shot a German plane down with his finger, by yelling, "Bang!" After much debate, President Truman decided to drop the atomic bomb on Hiroshima rather than the alternative of sending Chuck Norris. His reasoning? It was more "humane". If you can see Chuck Norris, he can see you. If you can't see Chuck Norris you may be only seconds away from death. Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits. Hellen Keller's favorite color is Chuck Norris. At the end of each week, Chuck Norris murders a dozen white people just to prove he isn't a racist. Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs. Chuck Norris took my virginity, and he will sure as hell take yours. If you're thinking to yourself, "That's impossible, I already lost my virginity.", then you are dead wrong, my friend. If you ask Chuck Norris what time it is, he always says, "Two seconds till." After you ask, "Two seconds to what?" he roundhouse kicks you in the face. When Chuck Norris sends in his taxes, he sends blank forms and includes only a picture of himself, crouched and ready to attack. Chuck Norris has not had to pay taxes ever. Filming on location for Walker: Texas Ranger, Chuck Norris brought a stillborn baby lamb back to life by giving it a prolonged beard rub. Shortly after the farm animal sprang back to life and a crowd had gathered, Chuck Norris roundhouse kicked the animal, breaking its neck, to remind the crew once more that Chuck giveth, and the good Chuck, he taketh away. Chuck Norris lost his virginity before his dad did. Chuck Norris once roundhouse kicked someone so hard that his foot broke the speed of light, went back in time, and killed Amelia Earhart while she was flying over the Pacific Ocean. Chuck Norris built a time machine and went back in time to stop the JFK assassination. As Oswald shot, Chuck met all three bullets with his beard, deflecting them. JFK's head exploded out of sheer amazement. Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants. There are no disabled people. Only people who have met Chuck Norris. Chuck Norris won 'Jumanji' without ever saying the word. He simply beat the living shit out of everything that was thrown at him, and the game forfeited. Chuck Norris once lined up to kick the winning field goal of a high school football game. When the football went flat, he persuaded the referees to let him kick the field goal with a 3 month old child. Chuck roundhoused kicked the baby 60 yards through the uprights and then proceeded to bang every girl in the stadium. When Chuck Norris plays Oregon Trail his family does not die from cholera or dysentery, but rather roundhouse kicks to the face. He also requires no wagon, since he carries the oxen, axels, and buffalo meat on his back. He always makes it to Oregon before you. Macgyver can build an airplane out of gum and paper clips, but Chuck Norris can kill him and take it. Chuck Norris only masterbates to pictures of Chuck Norris. Scientists used to believe that a diamond was the world's hardest substance. But then they met Chuck Norris, who gave them a roundhouse kick to the face so hard, and with so much heat and pressure that the scientists turned into artificial Chuck Norris. Chuck Norris carries a man bag. If you call it a purse, he pulls a baby out of the bag and throws it at you. The baby will blow up upon impact. God offered Chuck Norris the gift to fly, which he swiftly declined for super strength roundhouse ability. When Chuck Norris's wife burned the turkey one thanksgiving, Chuck said, "don't worry about it honey," and went into his backyard. He came back five minutes later with a live turkey, ate it whole, and when he threw it up a few seconds later it was fully cooked and came with cranberry sauce. When his wife asked him how he had done it, he gave her a roundhouse kick to the face and said, "Never question Chuck Norris." Chuck Norris owns the greatest poker face of all-time. It helped him win the 1983 world series of poker despite him holding just a joker, a get out of jail free monopoly card, a 2 of clubs, 7 of spades and a green number 4 card from the game Uno.

26.11.05

xmas trees for everyone!

Unfortunately today, the boreal forest is threatened by unsustainable forest management, wasteful consumption, oil and gas exploration and climate change.
http://www.wwf.ca/HowYouCanHelp/PandaStore/PandaStore.asp?product=DR626&step=0&data=TYPE:BF&IGNOREcart=
This meaningful gift will help WWF work with government and industry to establish protected areas, work with the forest industry to improve harvesting practices and help them to map and conserve forests of high conservation value.


http://www.wwf.ca/HowYouCanHelp/PandaStore/PandaStore.asp

23.11.05

there's a spaceman in my basement and there's an IV keepin time beside my bed


and a painting of Jesus wandering for a dartboard
you know he's seen you naked a million times
you try but you fail cause you're bad at life
and amputee dancing girls
There's a cartoon killer in my livingroom
cut you open like candy and pull out your little wound
like tv dinners for the third world

ok enough mg remixed here for your pleasure for one night,

sorry not inspired lately...
and shucks.....

why the hell wont the Pblog let me post a photo of my 2nd-favorite-Lawyer named brent?

any day now a new baby boy will be here!


All the best goes out to my coworker
Dipika!!
good luck with the (any time now)
birth of your
baby boy (hence the blue sweater)
I will miss you lots!

(& yes this is me at work last week
i wish i had a year off..!)

21.11.05

standing in line to see the show tonight and theres a light on


there are a number of you Pbloggers out there that are new to the whole
"net" blog scene here. So welcome.

YES,

Pblog= Welcomes "You"

Pblog embraces your every twitch,
and the very curl of your toe,
the very flick of your wrist (that aches as much as mine)

Are your bones brittle? (again)

"Snap"

Look!
There they go, oops.
Just like the wishbone we snapped tonight.



Remain, close to me.


So,
"welcome"

17.11.05

Bette and Meg


those with taste
carry a little scotch in their hand!