Friday 26 August 2011

DEXTER, PDAs, Blockages & Political Incorrectness

Okay, just finished watching the entire 5th season of Dexter -- uninterrupted. WoW. Our favourite, lovable, serial killer has done it again (and again and again), yet we continue to forgive him and even like and respect him. Yes, it is a macabre attraction to his world of right & wrong. Annnnyyyyywwaaaay. my real topic here is the fact that I have been dealing with some blog blockage lately. My life continues to be as unremarkable as it always has been, yet previously I have not had trouble finding something ri-dunkilous to write about. The other day the significant other and I had a 'PDA' not the good kind, but a 'Public Display of Attitude' right out in the driveway. Now you'd think that would be funny, right? Okay, now that I am thinking about it , it was funny. We got kind of loud and both commented on the other's piss poor excuse for a life and other such nonsense. It felt really good, actually and went no where before it just fizzled out. I decided to clean the bathroom ( it needed to be done anyway) and practiced my Daily Ruminations. Just like other forms of meditation, this one works really well for heart-rate slows down, my BP lowers, my mind clears and once again as I find my inner child with a touch of tourrette's ( I know, it's not PC to find humour in this disorder/syndrome but I do, at least the swearing part). Honestly, trying to find something meaningful and significant in the daily morass can be frustrating at best and downright depressing at worst. I have got to stop making sense.

Monday 22 August 2011

Some Puppies are TOOcute

Not much more to say.
  • Pepper
  • Sydney
  • Baddog
  • Badgirlz
Summertime 2011

Sunday 14 August 2011

some more montana

I don't take nearly as many pictures as I should when I am traveling or maybe as I could but here are some of the 'mythical-Montana' that movies are made of with conspicuously missing ones of 'meth-Montana'. Yes, it appears that from the loads of signage around that say things like 'do Meth and Death will be your designated driver' for example, that this is a real problem in these parts. I guess sometimes when you are born into, and live your entire lives with such astounding beauty, you don't see it after a while. Could that be it? I am sure it is quite complicated but I still just want to see what I want to see and choose to disregard the messy, methy rest. So, here are some of what I saw but could not really capture totally, but you get the idea.

Saturday 6 August 2011


Montana was truly just that...amazing. Although the bugs at the National Park were a bit much and we blew out of there rather quickly, we ventured to other as beautiful places, a bit itchy, but 'awed' and happy on lakes and rivers. It was the less visited places that hit the spot, of course and the 'coy-dog' (that is a dog-x-coyote which we are now convinced is what PonyG is) agreed. She was very, very good on this trip (mostly) and really got into the rhythm of the road and seemed to get calmer and calmer as the days passed. There was only one 'incident' that I will report at this time....she hunted down and caught and killed a snake. No, I have no pictures of this but I will do my best to describe. We were walking through a lovely meadow beside a river and Miss PG was hopping around in the high grass looking just like a coyote--her front paws were folded up on her chest and she was hop-hop-hopping around the field and then she started stomping the ground. She was hopping & stomping and just looking so cute until she popped up with a snake in her mouth. This was the O.M.G moment...the first. Then she started violently shaking the poor thing like the feral beast she had become and the next thing we see is this snake flying through the air (in slow motion for what seemed like minutes) and landing in a tree. Me stunned. Snake obviously, dead. This was the next O.M.G moment. 'WILD-DOG' was as happy as could be and would have eaten the thing if she could have reached it..yeah, like that was going to happen. Baddog,baddog,baddog,baddog.......snake-killer