I wish I had the time, the resources and the wherewithal to adopt another puppy. If I did Tank would be mine! Of course, I’d have to change his name to Kubla just to keep the theme.
I’ll wait until I move and get settled. If things go well I might get a puppy friend for Ghengis.
Happy Labor day to all who celebrate! Ghengis is celebrating by piling all his toys together and chewing everything at once. He’s a lucky puppy.

Halfway done with this holiday weekend and nothing interesting to report. I need to start participating in more interesting activities, or more specifically, activities on the ‘Interesting Scale’ that fall between the boring bits I can post here and the definitely not so boring bits that common decency prevents me from mentioning.
April moved out this weekend. I’m pretty sad about it. It was really nice to have her around. On the other hand I’ll probably cut back on my smoking (i say this knowing I have 2 cartons of cigarettes making their way over here from Sweden. Aaah the Swedes, their cigarettes are so very very cheap you can’t afford not to smoke).
An acquaintance I had not heard from in months called me up last night to say hi and tell me he missed me. Nice. It was good to hear from him, though he was terribly shy. Now I have another person on my list to see before I move.
No new pictures of Ghengis. I should get some soon. We’ve worked our way through the training basics, now we’re on to ‘no jumping’ and ‘no barking’. He’s curled up next to me, snoring, upset that I wouldn’t go back to bed with him. What kind of puppy wants to sleep late? My kind of puppy.
I have an obsession with LJGrabbers. It pulls the last 30 images posted to Livejournal. You can just sit there and reload and watch the images fly. It’s a good thing no one takes Livejournal as a cross section of society. If they did, they’d come away thinking that 90% of american society is populated by adolescent emo-goth kids who cut themselves, “are utterly alone” and wear too much make up. My advice to them (and most people I know, myself included somedays) is ‘get over yourself’.
Today, I’m off to a Twins game with Alan. He’s really good about taking me to games and then sitting there, answering all of my probably retarded questions. “How come at some games they wear one color but at other games they wear another?” “why is that an error? it looked perfectly fine to me.” “Do you want a beer? I do!”. I repay his kindness with ballpark beer and a multitude of snacks. When I get settled in after I move I’ll take him to a game at Camden Yards.
That’s about it. I need to shower and walk the dog before I go to the game. Hopefully, I can get to IKEA tonight, they’re having a bedroom sale. Woo.
ps if anyone’s doing anything interesting for labor day, give me an invite! all my plans got cancelled.