Why is it that Gatorade makes me more thirsty then when I started the Gatorade? Isn’t it suppose to quench your thirst? And who the heck thought Lemon-lime strawberry would be a good combination? Bleck.
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Today I held a six week old australian shepard puppy…he was very fuzzy, soft and smelled like puppy chow. He had the cutest pinkest belly. He howled for his momma the whole time. He had been without his momma for about an hour and thus he was quite distraught. I wanted to keep him. I think our family friends would have been sad if I had. Roxy would have been pissed.
1. Tell us a story about something that happened in your childhood. I recently remembered something from my childhood and that inspired this question.
Hmmm just a random childhood story? Well let me tell you this one: When my dad took me to my first INDY race at Laguna Seca I was really excited. He had gotten us paddock passes so we could wander around the garage area which I absolutely loved. He had lots of friends who worked/volunteered with SCRAMP (Sports Car Racing Association of the Monterey Peninsula) and one of them offered to let us walk down the hot pits one of the morning that we were there. That REALLY excited me. I can’t remember if I was 15 and you had to be 16 or if I was 16 and you had to be 18…but I was just a tad younger than I should have been to be able to walk down the hot pits. When the guy said to my dad…she is (what ever age you had to be- 16 or 18) right? My dad said NO! I was so disappointed. There was no way anyone would have known and it wasn’t like they were using the pits yet…it was way early in the morning. I was soo disappointed. He doesn’t even remember that…but I do. It’s ok though…I still had a blast in the garage area and I got to meet Danny Sullivan and Scott Pruett and AJ Foyt…it was uber cool anyway. But it could have been way cooler.
I was sitting on the couch the other evening watching a television show…Roxy was laying by my feet snoring when the UNDERDOG commercial came on. Underdog apparently is a beagle. Who knew. Anyway…during part of the preview for UNDERDOG the star beagle says “GIVE THE DOG YOUR FOOD”. I about spit my water across the room. It was as if they were channelling Roxy right there.
I did a lot of research before I got Roxy. I read that beagles were hard to housetrain…which didn’t bother me because at the time I was totally expecting Roxy to be an outside dog. I read that beagles could be obstinate. I read that beagles were barkers. I read that they were smart, followed their nose, were diggers, had a penchant for rolling in smelly stuff, and LOVED food. The thing that worried me the most? The barking/baying thing…as I live in a residential neighborhood and the next door neighbor…hates noise (children, dogs, a pin dropping past 10:00pm).
Well after living with Roxy for FIVE YEARS (can it really be that long already? Seems like just yesterday she was small enough to climb up me and sleep on my head…or my neck…which she did often as a puppy) I can tell you that I never expected her to be like she is. Roxy was extremely easy to housetrain…and is most definitely NOT an outside dog. Roxy is kind of prissy for a beagle…and doesn’t like to get her paws wet, which makes bathtime…hell. Roxy has an incredible sense of smell…and can find a crumb the size of a pinhead under five pillows. And speaking of pillows…Roxy loves them…and insists on planting herself smack in the middle of them because while you may think that the bed is yours? Really it is hers but don’t worry she will share it with you…on most days. What is really kind of weird? Is rolling over in the middle of the night and seeing her laying on her back with her head on your pillow, her paws in the air and snoring like you wouldn’t believe.
Roxy is very independant…and would rather not be futzed with or manhandled. She is like me in that respect. She isn’t a good listener and doesn’t like the word no. She can not go outside without a leash unless you watch her very closely…or if you are my dad…because even though she is my dog…she worships the ground my dad…and brother walk on. She loves men…in general actually…and prefers the male vet in the practice. She LOVES to go for walks and if she even thinks you might be heading for the leash basket she gets excited and starts prancing around excitedly. She loves to play fetch but only with tennis balls…and she would rather play with these tennis balls I bought her that squeak. Rubber balls? Nope. Must have that tennis ball feel to it.
Roxy is extremely smart and can do tricks as long as there is a food reward involved. I work with her very very hard. She got the basics fast. Sit. Stay. Shake. Then we moved on…she can now: lay down, shake other paw, balance a treat (or a ball…or a rib) on her head, she can do a “little woof” which is a whispery bark, she can kinda crawl, she can “Sit pretty” which is basically sitting up like a meercat, and her newest trick “BIG YAWN” which basically is her opening and shutting her mouth like she was yawning in rapid succession…so basically she looks like she is talking with no words coming out. She also understands that she has many names. Roxy. BeagleButt, Beag, Beagle, Sweet baby, baby, and monkey or monkeybutt. She also knows that Cody is NOT her name but my brother’s dog and that if she hears it, it may mean he is getting something that she is not…so she investigates.
She also learned that if she takes her back hip and hits the kitchen cabinets just right…she can pop them open. We baby proofed them with superstrong magnets…yet she has still figured out a way to pop open the cabinets. So we started having to put her dog treats in a sealed container and no food in the low cabinets. We learned not to put things like chicken bones in the under sink trash…the hard way (thank god for emergency vets). Roxy is a typical beagle in that she is a “chow hound” and she loves food. When she was 7 months old we learned not to put pizzas on the kitchen table…as she pulled down an entire pizza and proceeded to start to try to eat it. Roxy eats her dinner so fast that it is scary and we now only give it to her in little portions because we are worried she will choke herself off.
Roxy also has an incredibly expressive face which lends a very human quality to Roxy. If we are talking about something bad Roxy has done and look over at her…she will give you a dirty look as if to say…how dare you speak of me like that. If she does something bad (like go through the bathroom garbage and scatter it all over) and someone says “what did you do?” She will sulk off like she is sorry..and after awhile come lick your hand as if to say…do you forgive me? If you are sad or sick she will lay by your feet to let you know she is there for you. She will lay ON your feet if she thinks you are cold…whether or not you are actually cold. And Roxy knows when it is 5:30 pm because she will come and put her paws on your legs or chest and then stretches and nonchalantly yawn so that you know she is there…and then gives you an intesnse…”can you please…GIVE THE DOG SOME FOOD” look.
(Roxy’s Don’t Mess with Me I am Eating Look).
I watch the superbowl every year…but I must admit that mostly I watch it for the commercials (and the scores to check my pools). It’s not that I don’t understand football…I understand it for the most part- it just doesn’t hold my attention very much. Anyway, I thought a majority of the superbowl commercials sucked big time this year. Bleck.
As you probably know, I tend to watch the Sunday (or Saturday Night) Nextel Cup races…that holds my attention. But even if it didn’t I find the commercials to be FAR more humorous than the superbowl commercials. So…without further a do…here is a nice little listy of my five favorite (and two honorable mentions) Nascar commercials:
- The Kasey Kahne Rabid Fan Girls Allstate commercials (there is a whole series of them)
- Tony Stewart’s Sunoco “You can’t take Tony Stewart to the Grocery Story” Commercial
- Kasey Kahne’s Sunoco “You can’t take Kasey Kahne to Dinner” Commercial
- Dale Earnhardt Junior’s Budweiser Crazy Mutant Desert Guys Commercial (this is the extended version they played during the superbowl…)
- Ryan Newman/Carl Edwards/Jimmie Johnson/Kasey Kahne Phantom Gillette Commercial.
Well I am now officially blind as a bat. My new eye doctor was able to convince my new vision insurance that contacts were medically necessary for me because my prescription is so strong.
This is good because it means that they pay for an entire year of contacts instead of just an amount towards the years worth (which roughly works out to about a third of a year). So yey…but boo because now I am officially blind as a bat.
Well I have to say I was so excited to see Tony up front during the first what, twenty laps or so? And then…that finish? What a finish!!!! I was on my feet and I was in my own house! I couldn’t tell who won…I was like play it again…play it again!!!! Gimme a different angle…and I thought the Daytona 500 was a close finish!
Anyway…for those not in the know Nascar.com let people check out their service RaceView during the race on Saturday for free. I was curious, so I tried it. I was at a slight disadvantage because I couldn’t see the television from that computer so I occasionally had to run back and forth if I wanted to know exactly what was happening…or I heard the announcers talking excitedly. I found the animations to be fairly accurate as to what was happening on the tv for the most part…the exception to that is the pitting. When the cars are pitting they aren’t in the pitstalls exactly right…and when they are being jacked up the cars look like they are spinning in the pits…it was a little disorientating…at first I thought there was a big accident in the pits so I ran out to the TV to see…but no…just pitstops. Plus I think they should have little animated people run out and service the cars…I mean if the cars can have those gps things in them why can’t the different crew members have them implanted in their helmets? I definitely don’t think I could rely solely on RaceView without TV…the excitement just isn’t there for me…not to mention I like to hear the commentators banter back and forth.
What I loved about RaceView? Was being able to eavesdrop on the radios. I LOVED that part. It fascinated me to no end! Of course I find pitstops fascinating to no end on the TV so why wouldn’t the radio communications be exciting? I started off listening to Junior (because my dad was standing over my shoulder going lets hear Junior, lets hear Junior). Then I said…look I have to listen to Tony…so I listened to Tony…and got to hear about the accident as it was happening which was very cool. Other than that…Tony and his crew don’t talk much on their radios…although after the accident- I guess all the crew guys have little radios on too because you could hear them calling for different tools and parts. Then Tony went to pull his car behind the wall and I guess someone led him astray and he had to back out of the one area he pulled into (the Busch garage if I remember correctly) and was having trouble getting it going again and Denny Hamlin’s crew was going to help push him and he didn’t want NO part of that. That humored me. Sounded like something I would say!
After awhile of listening to Tony’s crew work on his car I moved over to Clint Bowyer’s radio. He and his crew chat a lot more than Tony’s crew. Clint always wanted to know where Teammate was…and was constantly reading off numbers that I assume were engine temps? Water temps? oil temps? they sounded like some kind of temperatures anyway. They were very chatty. Once Tony was back on the track I listened to him some more…but still they were fairly quiet. I figure that it is a personal thing…some people probably need the chatter to keep them focused and some people do not want the chatter…and find it distracting.
I would probably utilize raceview for the radio chatter, if my computer was set up in the same room as my tv.
What is that nestled next to the ice and Dryers (Pineapple Coconut Ice Cream…it rocks)?
That would be Kasey Kahne. Yes you read it here first Kasey Kahne is in my freezer…or he was. He didn’t last long…
I found them to be a bit too sticky for my tastes…I think it was all that caramel.