Chicken’s Gone, And So’s The Dog

Hey Matthew Ray Bramblett. Here’s a novel idea for you. If you’re going to own a dog, you have to train the dog and be responsible. You don’t leave food for the dog to get his paws on, and you don’t feed him people food. But, since a dog is another living being, he has …

August Long Weekend Audio

Boy oh boy do I have a monstrosity for you! Remember how we said our Canada Day audio would never be heard by the world? Well, that still holds, so we decided to try again. And we created something even longer and crazier than that one! We didn’t mean to, honest. We just sat down …

Who Knew Laundry And Accessibility Could Meet?

Here I go again, stirring up trouble. Ok, a little background. Our apartment building has laundry machines that don’t take coins. They take a card that you fill with your debit card. When it’s filled, it’s easy. Stick card in machine, wait a few seconds, hit desired button, woosha woosha woosha go your clothes. No …

Service Animal Has Been Defined

A while back I mentioned that the US Department of Justice was updating its definition of service animal. Well, after lots of deliberation and consideration, they have settled on a definition. I saw this a couple of days ago, but Jill sent it to me again, and nudged me into blogging about it. Sorry that …

Observations From The Train

We took a train yesterday to meet some of Steve’s family at a spot half-way between us and them. We got to the station really early, partly because we took the bus there and buses only run every half-hour, and partly because the train got delayed. Here were some of the things we saw or …

Scare The Drug Dealer. Good Boy!

Hehehehe! I love it when stuff like this happens. It’s just so awesome. A couple of dudes were trafficking drugs, and happened to be making some transfers near where some cops were checking for prostitutes. They were wondering what was up with the dudes, so tried to stop them. The drug-trafficking dudes really didn’t want …

Our House Smells Like A Little Skunk’s Hole, and Steve and Carin Said Well Bless My Soul, Take It Out, Take It Out, Re-Move It!

This morning, I went out for Trix’s morning routine of visiting the doggy crapper, and my good lord she wanted to pull. I had to actually plant my feet and give her a good correction to tell her to quit with that crap and get down to, well, business. Then…what’s that I smell? Skunk? Jesus, …

Thoughts Cooked Up In My Cooked Brain

I decided to write one of my random meandering rambles. I hadn’t done one of those in a while. Gees! It’s been a 4-day cooker up here! I keep joking that the Arizona weather has come to visit me, except we have humidity on top of it. What did the weather guy say today? Tomorrow, …

It’s A Mini Canada Cast!

Well, it’s the first of the month, and you know what that means in Trixie land, right? It’s revolution time! And it’s time for us to try once again to capture Trixie’s utter hatred for the stuff. When we first thought about doing this, we thought we’d just catch the end result. But because we …