I like my strawberries with cream. Nobody sells anything good for whipping cream, so I invented this thing.
I wish Sparky wasn’t a sore loser or a mean drunk or whatever analogy is appropriate, but he is. Rusty can’t stay, and it isn’t his fault.
If you want a great dog who wants to be good, please let me know. I have submitted the form for him to be taken in by the Friendship APL in Elyria. It will probably take several days to complete the process.
Microsoft Copilot to hijack your browser… for your own convenience
I like Copilot, and often go to Bing when I want an explanation for something. What I don’t like is that Microsoft tends to shove their technology down our throats.
but I like them.
Dogs couldn’t be happier than when they are rolling in shit, but they get all butt-hurt if they get caught in a downpour.
Bill Clinton spent hours testifying about Jeffrey Epstein. I’m not following, but have seen some clips. Asmongold’s commentary isn’t interesting, but Bill Clinton is.
Rusty and I had fun playing fetch. He is very athletic, and was into the game. It’s a shame that Sparky can’t play. It looks like he really wants to, but if he was released from his crate, Rusty would let Sparky go after the toy. Rusty would lose interest in the game.
I don’t know if this contributed to what happened later, but it doesn’t make any difference.
Even though Rusty had been running around the house for an hour, he didn’t mess anything up. He passed his test. Rusty won’t be quarantined in the solarium any longer.
Rusty is really curious and eager to explore, but he wants to be a good dog. Sparky remains a whimsical slick weasel or tunnel piglet.
Jamie Lee Curtis had some comments about the Warner Bros.-Paramount deal that nobody cares about. I’m impressed by how good she looks at 73 years old.
Nice tits are nice, but she’s too old to let the puppies out. She reminds me of the substitute teachers who show up in a leopard print skirt, thinking somebody will be fooled.
They were all leashed up and ready to go for a walk. I went into the living room to get my shoes. They thought I had abandoned them or brought a cat home, or I don’t know what.
Everything was forgiven when we went outside.