A few quick notes

First, a quick late Happy Anniversary to ideaphile plantnerd and the Brit, and a quick early Happy Birthday to my dad, who I understand pops on here like, once every blue moon. I love you all!

Second, via peri-renna, two very excellent blog posts on what to do if you think someone important to you is dealing with depression hereand here.

If you’re following me on twitter, you might also want to follow @chancedog and @kayleedog. Kaylee’s the more talkative of the two.

Peppermint iced tea, while delicious, makes you cold, so I really ought to stop drinking it in the winter.

Had fun watching the Super Bowl tonight. Pitchers and catchers report in 12 days, 9 hours, and 30 minutes.

I’ve now been staring at this screen for 5 solid minutes, so I think maybe I should go to bed. Goodnight!

I’ve been kind of quiet lately – here’s a catch-up.

Christmas, and the days before and after, were awesome.

New Year’s was quiet, but also awesome.

Day after, I caught this massive head cold thing that’s going around – sore throat, cough, snot factory, the whole bit. My energy levels are through the floor, but at least I can’t smell dog poop when I’m cleaning up after the pack.

Work went from almost nonexistent to flat-out crazy, which is typical of the “everyone’s back from the holidays, now get to work” mentality that I’ve come to expect after almost 9 years in the same place.

Speaking of long times, today marks the 16th anniversary of the first date where Nighthawk and I considered each other a couple… so that means we’ve been together literally half our lives… that’s 10,000 years in binary.

The puppies are having a hell of a bad time adjusting to us working, and that’s even with us timing our schedules so we’re rarely out of the house for more than 4 hours.

I’ve been doing a lot of knitting, and some drawing, but my drawing is going poorly due to horrible horrible writing. You can draw a funny comic with no words, but if you have poor words, no skill at drawing is going to save you. It’s a work in progress.

So yes, lots of idiocy on the internet and lots of life is odd comics until i get my shit straight.

Today we’re getting a bit of snow (this is not the global warming I signed up for) and possibly some ice tonight, so I’m hoping to hit the mall and save the economy before dinner. We also just got new bookshelves – big ‘uns – so that might be tomorrow’s project, before or after the football game.

The Eagles somehow weaseled their way into the playoffs and I feel obligated to at least watch. I’m not sure it counts as being a bandwagon fan when a) I watch all their games anyway, and b) I’m watching out of morbid curiosity more than a desire to see them win.

Puppy Bowl Drinking Game

It’s that time of year again, and Animal Planet is running Puppy Bowl before, during, and after the game. There’s nothing like twelve hours of puppies and kittens romping around, tackling each other, and drinking water, to beat out the Super Bowl for viewers.

And yet, even though this event is up against one of the largest beer-guzzling events of the year, we were amazed to find zero indications of a Puppy Bowl Drinking Game.

So, we’ve started our own. Please feel free to help us revise it in the forum.

Puppy Bowl Drinking Game

Drink once…

  • Any time the referee comes out onto the field. (Take a second drink if it’s for a cleanup issue.)
  • Any time Harry Kalas (the announcer) mentions “Puppy Bowl”
  • Any time they break for commercial
  • Any time they go to a shot of Bowl Cam
  • Any time they run an instant replay

Drink twice…

  • Any time Harry Kalas makes a statement about the excitement level on the field and they immediately pan to a dog that’s laying down doing nothing.
  • Any time a dog falls off a lawn chair during a tailgate party shot
  • Any time a single dog sprawls across the field logo and is the only dog in the shot.
  • For the Drive of the Hour

Oh, by the way, we’re home again.

We got in yesterday afternoon around 3 and spent most of the evening doing laundry, watching the Phillies win, and watching the Eagles… do whatever they did, I wasn’t paying attention, the Phillies were on.

Today is food shopping, and then time to go pick up mini-mutt.

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