Drink wine, and you will sleep well. Sleep, and you will not sin. Avoid sin, and you will be saved. Ergo, drink wine and be saved.
Posted On Friday, July 30th, 2010 By David Veatch
I never wanted to be “that guy” that posts pictures of his pets on the web, thinking that anyone would care. But, here I am. He was a great little puppy, and I miss him. Everyone Loved The Squanto…
Posted On Thursday, July 29th, 2010 By David Veatch
This afternoon at about 5:15 I put my puppy, who I’ve had for 15 years, to sleep. I was petting him when he died. I’m very sad. He was my most favorite puppy. His first mommy is very sad too.
Posted On Thursday, July 29th, 2010 By David Veatch
The trouble with pets is that they don’t use their words. By that, I mean, they don’t talk to us in plain spoken language. Is it really that hard? Then again, maybe it is. We start learning how to speak around the age of 3, give or take. It’s been said that the average dog’s intelligence is on par with the average 2 year old. Cats are probably fairly similar. That means they missed the speaking boat by about a year, which sucks for them. Or rather… it sucks for us. See, we’re having pet troubles now, which would be very easy to solve if they could just talk to us about it, instead of just laying around, or meowing all the time. On the one hand, Elliott the Cat has kept Jami and I up every night this week. It’s not constant, mind you, but every couple of hours, he’ll wander through the room with something very important to say. “Meow. Meow meow. Merrrrow. Meow meow meow thhrrrbt meow.” Then he’ll jump on the bed and, because we clearly didn’t hear it, say it all over again right next to our head. “What, Elliott?! What do you want?! Use more »
Posted On Tuesday, July 27th, 2010 By David Veatch
I know this. I’ve known this for decades. Now my finger knows it too. Graphic pictures after the cut…
Posted On Tuesday, July 27th, 2010 By David Veatch
Following my recap of Sunday, I move on to Saturday… 09:00: House Showing at the North House We were up at 7 to give us time for some last minute cleaning for the 09:00 house showing. No feedback on the house showing. This is both relatively common and somewhat disappointing. It’s always good to get feedback, even if it’s just “This just isn’t the house for us…” Oh well… there will be more. There has to be. 11:30: Lunch with Friends at The Legends Cheeseburger in Paradise Lunch was with friends of mine from St. Louis who couldn’t make it to the wedding. They’re a very nice couple, the female half of which I befriended in college, and have stayed in contact with over the years, albeit infrequent contact. They have two gorgeous children, a boy and a girl in elementary school. Jami could relate quite well to them, as well as the parents. It was a nice lunch, though it wasn’t long enough. The boy is young enough that sitting in a booth in a restaurant for 2 hours left him quite restless, and he was very excited to see the bee hive at the KU Museum of Natural more »
Posted On Monday, July 26th, 2010 By David Veatch
And indeed it was. I’ll start with Sunday and move backwards, because it’s just easier that way. After a hectic day, I had intended Sunday to be a relaxing day, but as it turned out, I got quite a bit done. First, Jami brought her kitty, Elliott over from our Southern Home to live with us in the Northern Home. He’d been staying down south since the wedding, and we felt it was time to integrate him. He’s 23lbs of Big Baby, and cried the entire drive, and when the terror of the drive was over, he wedged himself far up underneath a table and boxes in the basement. He did, eventually begin exploring with more confidence, and by this morning, he’d all but settled completely in. However, if his shenanigans of last night are any indication, he’ll be fantastic practice for when we have a baby, and a full night of sleep is but a fond memory. He. Was. Restless. It’s possible that my banging around didn’t help him settle in, and served to spook him something good. I can admit that. But I got on a bit of a roll, and didn’t want to stop. The Squanto didn’t more »
Posted On Monday, July 26th, 2010 By David Veatch
I just couldn’t stand it anymore. I tried things out over at Blogspot, and while it’s a great service, and I applaud the whole free blogging service idea, I’m too much of a control freak. I want to run my own stuff. I’m just a geek that way, I suppose. So… posting will resume here. Thank you.