Seriously, I love Cesar Milan. He is awesome. He has the whitest teeth of anyone I've seen on TV lately, and if you've ever seen him shake his behind in emulation of an excited dog, you know you want to slap yourself on the leg and have him jump in your lap. He is that cute. Heather loves him, too, and she is far more eloquent than me. Also, the episode she is talking about, with the pink dog? The owner's name is Kitten. KITTEN. IS HER NAME. This is telling, I think. And she lives in West Hollywood. And when it came on Trip and I looked at each other with that knowing look and I said, "Oh yeah, we know what she does for a living, don't we? Oh, right, she's a singer. Mmmhhmm, sure she is."
(Side note to this: The Dog Whisperer runs on the National Geographic Channel, and that themesong, yes that one, you know it well, plays all the time. It is playing in my head right now. Anyway, I can't actually hear that song without wanting to sing the lyrics that are so, so wrong as re-written by the stand-up comedian Richard Jeni several years ago, in reference to the Mutual of Omaha host guy, "Look at that old man, he looks like a fucking fossil." )
2. Miss Doxie.
She may not post very often, but boy when she does, HOO BOY, make sure you are not swiggin' coffee as you read, because that shit is hard to wipe out of the corners of your monitor.
The flight attendant, who recognizes me from the previous day, and apparently recognizes the suit -- or smells the desperation coming off of me in waves (smells like feet!) -- offers me a little bottle of vodka from her pocket. It is 7:16 a.m.
3. The sound of a russian yoga teacher with a nice baritone and a very thick accent saying the words "blood pressure". I have no link to the sound, I fear it might hurt his feelings if I asked him to say it into a tape recorder. He is rather, er, fragile. But, ooohhh, its awesome.
4. M. Kennedy is urging us all to post once per day in the month of November, I'm not sure I can participate, but I am fascinated by all the people who have signed up so far. Mostly I am fascinated by the names of their blogs. Some of the names people give their blogs just kills me. Read it.
That is all. You may go on about your day.