Much love, bonny. If it's not right, don't force it. BTW, the little purse you gave me is just right for holding essentials at parades. Thanks again.

sj, I'm out of creative gobsmackedness at that agent. IDEK.

sj, I hope your agent is taking notes on "Who I don't want to work with every again and whom I will warn everyone I know about."

Is "whom" right there? I'm just going by ear on that.

BTW, the little purse you gave me is just right for holding essentials at parades.

This makes me purr with happiness. Yay.

I love how comfortable I am with this dog. More so than with any other besides Bartleby (before, or after)...which is confusing. When Bartleby came, we were a hot mess together. This guy and I are just fine. But. Calm isn't everything, I fear.

I don't want to push it, but I don't want to be a skardycat either.

Erin, I think you need this print for your office. [link]

AH!! I want that, but I spent too much money on needed stuff this week, so I can't justify it. DAMMIT. It's perfect!

bonny, no guilt is necessary, but you feel whatyou feel, and let it go as much as you can. No one can replace Bartleby, but you have room in your heart for a new friend.

I missed the Feb. krav intro section, but I am going to the March 10th one, and I have talked one of my guy friends who has a black belt in hapkido, but hasn't been able to afford practice for a while to go with me so we can egg each other on. And I have another friend who might go with me. I should get a throwing star for each person I bring, I think!

I'm also starting a fitness prgram with a girlfriend: home weights and pull-up bars at her house, walking the dogs and a weekly (cheap) yoga class. All I miss is a lat pull-down machine, and a leg press. Man, I LOVE leg presses; I feel like a superhero. I can do 2 sets of 12 reps at 250 lbs, and 1 set of 5 reps at 300. And I'm going to be going yoga and free weights at home to help with upper body strength --

I am gonna have some GUNS! WOO!

Ok, a little more time on the comp, and then off to Microcenter for toner, and Micheals for a picture frame.

I love those little basset legs. But I am super sensitive anymore to potential mobility issues.

bonny, well, it IS like a blind date. you have to go pn a few before you find a good match! Take you time, and find the right companion. There's no hurry, love.

And Maria, just...you know. XOXO.

Ugh.

All other points are now moot.

His current person's biggest concern is that he might have a carpet allergy.

I just snuggled up with him on the floor and rubbed his belly. Red spots. And he's itching.

So sad.

So sad.

A sweet dog, but not the right dog for you. That's okay. A limber pup, with less drool. Something to know.

Aww. He's the right doggie for someone else.

I just told one of DJ's cousins that I was on the board right now and she was like, "really?". Yes, always. I need my Bitches, even while parading. And Tom's here, which is awesome.

Pix, I wrote a note to annoying FB friend. We shall see if he improves in his demeanor.

{{{{Maria}}}}

WRT parking discussion. My old place in LBC had street parking. The city can put in a blue zone with note from doctor. It was amazing how many times that spot was full. Often times with folks with no plates or placard. I called the cops dozen times. If the night was slow, the cops would tow the vehicle. That required them to stay and wait for the tow truck, hence the need for it to be a slow night.

I've been known to give nasty glances at folks in cars with no plates or placards. Or say "hey, you forgot to hang your tag" in hope to send on a guilt trip. And on a few occasions, walk. Real. Real. Slow. In. Baby. Steps. Preventing. Them. From. Backing. Out. There was one occasion. I was driving to lunch with group of coworkers. Some punk assed teenagers aced me out of the blue zone spot. When we walked back to the elevator next to aced spot, we all noticed no plates or hang tag. We get in elevator, get to our floor, and one of coworkers says "oh, I forgot something" and ran down the stairs, and was back in a moment. I asked what he forgot. He opened his hand to reveal wiper blades. He slid out the blades from the aced cars wipers. He said the beauty of that in Southern California, where it rarely rains, is they won't realize they are missing for awhile. I started to chastise him, and he smirked and said, "Karma is a bitch. I know it might bite me too, but this one is worth it. They got what they deserve." I just hope it didn't cause an accident.