Friday, May 27, 2011

dog upkeep

Just got back from picking up Nixin. Nixin is a dog, a Japanese Chin. How that's not redundant i don't know, but apparently it's not. Nixin got detailed before extended family arrive for the holiday weekend. Nixin costs more to get detailed than my car does. Just because they call it 'Grooming'  an 11 pound pile of fur and snot haircut is 3 times as much as a grown man. (snot variable 2.7) Give the groomer her due, he did smell much better. Much. On the drive home i draped him over the rearview mirror as an air freshener. Draped there, Nixin discovered he could wag his tail outside thru the sunroof. a good smelling tail wagging trip home for all

QUOTE OF THE DAY TRIVIA

"We need more Lemon Pledge"

                Who Said It?

A. Dominique Strauss-Kahn (Frenchman)                                                                             
B. Consuela the housekeeper (Family Guy-'09)
C. Franck Ribery (Frenchman)
D. Cyril Wecht  (Zombiehunter)


Get the right answer and maybe win a prize! Workin on it, i swear!

sometimes a half is as good as a hole?

AMERICA ROCKS! Not because of the right  to vote, the electoral college kinda fries the purest form of that concept-America is the greatest country in the world because of bumper stickers. Little Clowey make Student of the Week @ Our Lady of Blessed Ambivilance? In America you can share that pride with everyone sitting behind you at the light. IS your dog as smart as my 5th grader? The ass-end of your car states it, so it must be so! An informal survey of bumper stickers in the Pgh area has approx. 9 out of 10 enjoying the outer banks. OBX     It doesn't represent Omega Beta Chi, it represents drunk yinzers running amok in sand. Such a thing SHOULD be proclaimed!   Another frequent stickersighting is that of the little oval car stickers that have the number 26.2 in the middle. As someone who spent 4 years of high school gym class inventing and perfecting excuses to not run, It took a couple stickersightings to click the vinyl printed message with the brain reading it: Marathon runner/26.2 miles-you're cooler than me and have already run in one day more than I will run in the remaining time I have on your planet. 26.2 miles of running is a wonderful feat, one I will never be forced to achieve because I HAVE A CAR. I'm in it now reading stickers! Feeling hot, sweaty, and gross during your travels? Swampbutt slowing ya down? When it happens, runners look for hydration stations; guys like me look for drive-thrus. The 26.2 stickers are always on the back of something cool AND/OR P.C. Think Prius Hybrid or Tricked out red X-Terra...Earlier this week I saw a sticker I couldn't come to terms with emotionally or logically. and i tried, oh, how i tried!..13.1. The sticker had the number 13.1 in the center-as in a half-maration. Really? Half? We were a nation that celebrated the first African-American President in it's history by creating the Obama Chia Pet!! Proud times! Now we've decided half is enough? What's happening!? Are we trumpeting a 50% completion rate now as a nation? The stickers say so! Come to America! Celebrate the concept of Halfassery! "How many lugnuts you put back on the truck? Half? Good enough, cuz THIS IS AMERICA!" Cuz the stickers say so. *thud*boom*squish* U.S.A!

Thursday, May 19, 2011

stuff i could be doing

hey. long time, hope all is good. an update on what be not up n chit. had 2 job interviews in the last 2 weeks. neither has called back. one job involved sharp things and the other  involved alcohol-neither historically connected to positive memories. The sharp object job interview involved math, historically where i bite it...the alcohol gig was flushed when the interview lady (lets call her Jan-cause her name was Jan) she asked me how to make a marguerita. i said it 20 years ago, and I'll say it today: the only thing more wasteful of tequila than a marguerita is a sorority pledge. (more on the bow heads later) anyway, apparently a marguerita DOESN'T contain absinthe OR a little umbrella. dont care if i spelled the name of the drink wrong-a DRINK drink shouldn't have the textural consistency of a Slush-ee.
    like all real men, been spending alot of time watching the manly reality tv shows; with every show a little voice in my head says "hey, maybe THAT'S the new career! we could do that!" crab fishing, coal mining, gold mining, tuna wrangling, junkyard picking, pawn shop running, all fleetingly brilliant ideas for employment...my knees and ankles sound like a box of snap-pops being dropped on my way to the bathroom every morning-sure i could handle 30 hours on a swaying boat - except for the fact i vomit when i drive BY Kennywood, crab fishing could be just the career and economic break i need.
gotta split, the cat's licking my hand, kinda creepy. (Iggi the cat, not Lesel the cat; thank you for asking-most people don't ask)       peace and love, ec

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

therapy and the confused man

hi. my name is eddy crow. unemployed pittsburgh radio person. (that looks TREMENDOUS in print)it has been suggested to me to begin a blog, to keep track of my thoughts and to have an outlet for creativity. this was suggested by a therapist i have begun to see on a weekly basis. (no it wasn't court ordered, good guess tho)
you're bright, no doubt you've noticed a lack of understanding and/or caring on my part about punctuation, grammar, blah blah blah. the reason: as a onetime english lit/creative writing skateboard to class college moron, i did it. i know how to diagram sentences, i have just reached the age now that i don't have to no more! grammar THIS, professor Honkus!   the information has been deleted from my brain, as the space was needed. in my wanna be charles bukowski literary youth i was so obsessed with grammar i used to have nightmares about the schoolhouse rock cartoons, the bill waiting to be a law would turn into a knife and chase me on the train. stunner, me being in therapy.
there will be more here as it comes to mind, please tell your e-friends, eddycrow.blogspot.com tell everyone you know, tell people you don't know-tell the crackhead that looks like david alan grier on Smithfield St.! eddycrow.blogspot.com  yell, good or bad-i print all your responses and take them to my weekly meeting. i get a gold star if there's enuff. we'll c rabbit. MUSICAL SIDENOTE: Playing guitar on Nyquil can cause the hi and low E strings to meld into an E squared string. approach with caution, pretty much the only option after Nyquil, so it works out.

btw-if you have a therapist appointment, and you take a lunchmate cooler with a papier mache' head of your mother inside it, don't open the cooler in the waiting room. another of those 'funny til you do it' things. the therapist says we're gonna work on that to. (see, the wrong version of 2, because i can!)

bbtw-YES, I STILL NEED A JOB!