no clever title
July 19th, 2008My little home on the web is still a little rickety and not congruent with my grandiose vision. The spam is flooding in, the page readers are being set up and the broken links and strange browser displays are being dealt with. This will probably out me as a little more disturbed that I usually let on but, moving and redesigning my site stresses me out more than actually packing up my entire real time home and moving.
We’re dog sitting for another friend in Vegas. We’ve been given the run of their house and in a little over a day, have thoroughly trashed it. It will all be perfect by the time they get back, but jesus, we really know how to move right in. I hope we’re not being filmed.
Andy’s three day vacation from baseball, the All Star Break, is over and he’s back to work. We’re coming up to month five of seven-ish. The -ish comes about because we’re never really sure if we’re going to bet the playoffs or not. We’re both pretty over being here and looking forward to the end that is in sight. It’s hot, hot and more hot. The news weather people are really into talking about monsoon season but so far, only one bout of storms and I was in San Diego when it happened. For my tastes, monsoons are the best weather in Vegas. I’m looking forward to some torrential rain and destruction of the city that holds us in it’s evil (but profitable) clutches.
I’m going back to San Diego this week sometime to hang out with friends at Comic Con. I tried to convince Andy to bet online for a few days and come with me, but he wouldn’t be dissuaded. He’s a responsible guy that one. Although, I think responsibility is just a thin cover. He enjoys the time alone more than if I dragged him all over San Diego. I personally like being dragged all over the place, but my better half has a much more centered and calm demeanor. I thought for sure that the invite to the Dexter after party would have gotten him, but no, he stood firm. We’ll have enough time to drag each other around the world when baseball season is over.
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13 straight hours of television
July 13th, 2008I’m not joking about that either. It was my plan all along. I watched so much tv that I…..I can’t think of anything to end that sentence cleverly, but just know, it was an epic day. Abby and Sam, the two pug dogs I’m babysitting couldn’t even hang. At about ten or so they called it quits, moved from the couch into their crate and snored like small motor boats until I went upstairs at 1 am.
My original plan was to do more of the same today, but I think I’ve had enough. After the dogs and I are done hanging out on the couch and checking the internets I’m going to the store to buy a delicious brand of dehydrated soup that is only sold at two grocery stores here in SD. Probably this evening I will continue on with the epic slothness that I normally don’t indulge in.
You might have thought with the switch over to Word Press, I would try to refine and update my content a little. Sorry.
*edit: 8:08 pm, I’m drinking champagne that I bought today and watching this:
This is the best weekend ever.
Tags: pug, san diego, television
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iphone-you really slept here all night?
July 11th, 20086:45 am. We went to bed at 2 and were up at 4 to come to the Mac store at Fashion Valley in San Diego. You could probably tell already from the font, I’m in the SD once again. There was an emergency pet sitting crisis that I solved by jumping in the trusty Element. Any excuse to get out of Vegas, really. Pet sitting? Pretty thin, I know.
The store is opening at 8. Kevin is doing a pod/vod or some other type of -od cast linked to other apple stores around the country for Qualcom. I look all official and stuff sitting behind the swanky titanium table surrounded by all things mac doing nothing. Not to mention out of six of the swanky laptops, mine is the swankiest. I’m such a poser. If only they knew I’ve been using a pc for the last six months and it didn’t even really bother me.
Randomly, Eugene Rodenberry, son of, Star Trek creator, Gene Roddenberry just came up to chat and send a video message to the tech guy Leo Laporte. He’s waiting in line for his iphone too.
Tags: ipnone, san diego
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The unhittable “mew ball”
July 7th, 2008
I thought you’d like to see Andy’s *computer wallpaper for the baseball season.
*I had to put “computer” in there because I know if my mom read that she would be confused as to why we we’re wallpapering the room we’re renting with this image.
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On the block yo!
July 7th, 2008
One half of “Nicole and Will”. I thought you might be interested to see our colorful roomies. Nicole is here.
These pictures were taken while walking down the street to go to a suspected drunk driver’s house to confront him. We suspected him not only of being drunk (which is not necessarily confrontable on it’s own) but of hitting our other room mate’s car. Well, we pretty much knew since red Honda car parts were strewn down the street from Ben’s car practically leading down the block to a driveway with a red Honda that had it’s whole left front corner smashed in.
Is the entertainment is never going to end?
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shiny
July 6th, 2008You would think for the first post on my shiny new blog, I would write something really spectatular. But I’ve got nothing.
I really just wanted to christen it with a few words.
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Neighborhood Adventures
July 5th, 2008Tomorrow is MY BIRTHDAY! Not actually the day of my birth, but, the day that my brand new bouncing baby computer will be delivered. I don’t know if you can tell, but this is my “excited about my new computer being delivered” font.
It’s way too long after the fact to truly tell the story with any sort of freshness, but I’ll try:
Last week, I walked over to the kitchen sink, put a dish in and turned around and walked five steps. There was an amazing crashing sound of objects falling to the ground and shattering and breaking glass. I turned around. Andy turned around. We were both a little stunned, and then confused. The most obvious thought that we both had was, something that I had just done, caused this. Then the confusion set in with what looked like a small door or cover to an air conditioner or water heater in the middle of broken window glass on the kitchen floor. It didn’t make sense because the window that the metal came through was was blocked by an eight foot wall.
Finally after many theories, we went next door to see if it was the most obvious culprits of all, the neighbor kids. A guy with red watery eyes, corn rows that looked in serious need of maintenance, baggy basketball shorts and a wife beater (slightly stained) opened the door. I thought there might be an argument. I thought this especially since our room mate Will had a few beers and he himself had no shirt on and seemed like he might enjoy starting a fight.
Amazingly enough, the guy was really nice. He came over to see the damage. We told him that the object came over the wall between our houses, and we thought it might have been his kids. He said (I don’t know if this translates in text but it was really funny) “Oh they did it. I knoooowwwwww they did it. I thought they were walking kind of fast when they came in the house”. He asked to have the piece of metal and then offered to pay for the window.
Fifteen minutes later a very red eyed, sniffley, sorry eleven year old came over to apologize. It was so heartbreaking and cute all at the same time. We all related to the poor kid. I don’t think it was malicious. I think they were just screwing around and things went to far.
I don’t know if Nicole and Will, the couple we’re renting from are going to actually fix the damage, but, back here sequestered in our bedroom cave, it doesn’t affect us too much. Although I can’t imagine that the sheets of paper from the DMV that are taped over the hole are doing much for the air conditioning bill.
Tags: San Joaquin, Vegas
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Praying Mantis
June 30th, 2008We have a new pet. A adolescent praying Mantis Nicole found in the bathroom this morning. I’m afraid he may have gotten a healthy dose of roach and ant killer and may not make it. But, we’re all pulling for little Vladito (I’ve named him in honor of this guy). I’m watching him right now in his makeshift vase-home and he’s stumbling around like a little stick drunkard.
Nicole found a place that sold wingless fruit flies but by the time she made it home, they were all cooked and dead from the heat. I fed him a dead fly with tweezers as mother internet suggested. I flew it around his little home making wingless fly-like sounds, or what I imagined them to sound like. It worked, and was pretty cool.
When he got off the tallest of the sticks and went to the bottom of the vase tweezers were not an appropriate feeding tool. I came up with the as of yet un-patented, synthetic hair-pin stabbed wingless fruit fly feeding device. Said fly was attached to said hair with gushy fruit fly guts. I waved that around for a while. Vladito pulled the fly off the hair, but just dropped it to the ground.
Now he’s sitting on the internet suggested wet sponge cleaning his head and antenna with his arms.
Is my life not the most glamorous and interesting thing you’ve every been exposed to? Maybe later I’ll be inspired to write about the big chunk of metal that came flying through our kitchen window last week.
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204216
June 27th, 2008I can’t believe I didn’t tell you sooner…
Kindle.
Under the front seat of the car.
I checked the front seat of my car, apparently not well enough. Andy rocks my world.
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203922
June 22nd, 2008The crash at 6 this morning turned out not to be the garbage truck or someone dropping a bunch of cans. It was someone hitting our room mate’s car. All of us kind of heard it, but half woke up and then went back to sleep. His car is undrivable. The front left axle is broken. We deduced from the parts on the street and the paint on Ben’s car that it was a red Honda that did it.
Andy was just driving to hockey and found the culprit vehicle. It’s parked two blocks down in a driveway. I took pictures of everything but the police told us that Ben has to be the one who calls. He’s in Utah until Monday. He hasn’t gotten the news yet.
Life here is so much more exciting than the stuffy Signature hotel of last baseball season.
Did I also mention that the other neighbors have chickens and a rooster? It’s kind of nice swimming in the pool to the soothing sounds of farm fowl.
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203754
June 21st, 2008It saddens me to see my husband perusing the internet and clicking on my blog and then having nothing new to read. Every time I see it, I think about putting something in that space. Then I don’t. Really I didn’t want to update because then I would have to admit something really, really dumb and sad that I did.
Normally I don’t swear that much but, f*ck (I know, not all the way swearing, but I’ve had a few weeks to get over it).
I lost my Kindle.
I know, right?
Do I really need to say more about that? I am heartbroken and sickened.
Despite my irresponsibility and the blatant display of the fact I should not have new expensive technology, my awesome husband encouraged me to buy the new Macbook Air. Although conflicted, I did it. It was too expensive for what it was, and I told myself I wasn’t going to buy a new computer until baseball season was over. But, against my better financial judgment and the voice of my mother and grandmother in my head that tells me to pick up furniture in the trash and eat things that are far beyond their expiration date, I did it.
Other than that, it’s hot here. I could write paragraphs about the heat. But I won’t. Just know, it’s a huge component in our daily life.
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203492
June 7th, 2008I have not updated in six days because the laptop cord is halfway broken. The computer has to stay in one position on a hamper thing next to the bed to work. To type causes my spine to be twisted and my left shoulder to go numb. But, I love you guys so much, I’m willing to bear the pain to bring you the up to the minute information that you crave.
I drove to Utah and dropped of Mika to the Boxer Rescue. They have a couple picking her up today. The woman at the rescue said that their Boxer died a while ago and they wanted another one. They don’t have any kids and told me that their dog was the love of their life. I’m glad she went to a good home. I miss her a little, but it is much more tranquil around here.
The traumatized cats are slowly creeping out from their hiding places and cautiously walking around the house. Nicole and I washed the floors and it’s actually not smelling like a petting zoo in here any more.
I’m going to San Diego tomorrow or Monday. I’ll be back Friday night.
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mika and her wubba
June 1st, 2008
mika and her wubba
Originally uploaded by cindigodotcom.
I think we’ve found a home for Ms. Mika. She’s either going with Robbie’s parents or to Mooney’s Boxer Rescue in Elsinore Utah. I called Moony’s and they seem really nice and said they actually have a waiting list of people who want a Boxer.
On top of it all, I get to go on a road trip with a cute dog.
I decided to go with the uplifting entry instead of the taking her to the vet and waiting four hours pissy entry .
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Mika in bed
May 31st, 2008
Mika in bed
Originally uploaded by cindigodotcom.
You know you want to take her home.
I’ve contacted Boxer rescue already. If you know of a good home, I’ll drive her anywhere.
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202621
May 30th, 2008We are down one puppy and one sketchy room mate. Davis, the roommate, went to New York on a “business” trip. I volunteered to take care of Mika the boxer puppy because she’s a sweet dog that was underfed, neglected and I didn’t want her being locked in a cage for six days while he was gone. The other, smaller puppy Davis had a friend take care of. Davis was supposed to be back on Tuesday night.
Wednesday we got a phone call from Davis. He was offered a great job opportunity and wouldn’t be coming back. He said his friend offered to take Mika, but Andy and I felt any friend of Davis would probably not offer the best placement for Mika. So, suckers that we are, asked if we could find her a home.
She’s a purebred, but I doubt we’ll be getting any papers. We’re getting her spayed and up to date on all her shots in the next few weeks. She’s super smart, affectionate and a really great dog. So, if you know anyone who would make a good mom or dad for our foster dog, let me know. I’ll drive her anywhere if it’s the right fit.
I should be posting pictures tonight or tomorrow.
And as far as me not updating for eight days….nothing new happened. The best I’ve got is that there was an earthquake in Columbia, so my Spanish lessons were put on hold for two days, and for whatever reason, Bikram wasn’t as hard as it usually is yesterday. See, boring.
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