David Bowie -- Station To Station -- 1976
My head is empty. I have nothing of interest to impart.
So, I will play another round of "what brought you here"? To my Blog.
Aside from my regular devotees, of course.
Here are a few searches that led to my doorstep:
1.Chris Hansen probiotics takeover
Huh? What?
2.Into every life some rain must fall:
No friggin kidding. It's been pouring around here lately. You?
3.Tired tattoos:
If your tattoos are tired, spruce them up a bit. Give them a makeover. A Sharpie will do the trick temporarily, but if you really want some spicy tattoos, get yourself to a local prison, post haste! Tell them I sent you.
4.Repairing Poodles dislocated knees:
I'm good, but not quite at the Orthopedic expert level quite yet. However, there is this really cool pull-twist-pop-method that seems to be effective. The Poodle runs like the wind after you try it!
5.Did she make you cry, make you breakdown:
Well, she nearly did. I refuse to discuss it any further. Doctor's orders.
6.Poodles standard tired:
My Poodles standards are often exhausted. Actually, I sometimes wonder if they have any standards at all. They will sink to any level to get what they want. I don't really know what to do to raise their standards, aside from dislocating their knees.
7.Looking for a dog toy called Larry the Cucumber:
You sneaky asshole!!! You are trying to steal a cucumber right from under the snout of my Trevor. Back away from Larry. Just move away slowly and no one will get hurt. Good. Now go find your mutt a tomato!
8.Tired of lazy, unmotivated boyfriend:
Princess? Is that you? Thank goodness you finally came to your senses!
9.Tattoos for the upper chest boob:
How about for the lower chest, boob? Or the thigh, moron? Maybe the arm, asshat? Possibly consider the back, jerk?
10.Julie Wilson party Blog:
Damn you Julie Wilson!! You had a party and didn't invite me! How could you? I thought we were BFF. And then you Blogged about it!
11.I absolutely love you:
Well, thanks for the sentiments, but most likely, if we met, I would absolutely hate you.
12.Apricots tattoos:
Who in the hell would tattoo an apricot? I've heard of beginners tattooing oranges, or pigskin. But apricots. Wouldn't the tattoo be kinda wrinkly?
So for this post, I apologize heartily. Just not feelin' it right about now. Don't know when I'll be better.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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6 c'mon, tell me what you think:
Avalon, did your Mom make that neck thing? Very cool, hmmmmm a money maker I'm thinking.
Sherri
hahaha I wish we could see a picture for the individuals that search this stuff! how fun would that be?
Sherri,
Yes, she did make it. She made the proto-type for Sadie a few years back when she had her hip surgery. This time, she resized for Willie's neck and got " boy" material-----trucks and trains! It keeps him away from the wound, it's soft enough for him to sleep, and he doesn't knock his skull askew getting through the doggie door!
She also makes all of their coats, blankets, crate pads, etc. They are verrrrrrrrry spoiled!!
Kelly~~~ You and me both. i still don't get the Chris Hansen thing?
I have a party blog? I didn't know this. But it only came in at #10 on your list. Must be a sucky party.
Sure Julie. Try to backpedal now. I've heard all about the Poodle shebang and I WASN'T INVITED!!!!!!!
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