(Monday, August 25)

Excrutiatingly Cool:

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Bacardi, Clamchowder, and Morphine Poor Poor B Just got back from Animal Emergency room, and contrary to the shows on Animal Plant, this really was not a hopping place. It was very unfortunate that we had to go but here is the mini story. I decide to have some tasty clam chowder in the form of a 'Soup-in-hand', not sure of the company but it is basicaly a little shot of soup that you put in the microwave for 1 min. Being an overachiever I put mine in for 1min 30 sec. Well at about 1 min 20 sec the clam chowder exploded through the lip of the soup in hand canister (if the following incidents had not occured, it would probably have been very neat) but the explosion of tasty potato pieces and small bits of pseudo-clam cause a quite loud sonic reverberation through the house (read: big fuckin thud). Which scared the crap out of Bacardi who was eatting dinner near the microwave. He dashed out of the kitchen and I was standing in the living room I turned to run towards the kitchen and pivoted on my right food and extended my left foot and came down on poor Bacardi's left foot (which was still in movment from a getaway of 'what-the-fuck-was-that-sound-in-the-kitchen-above-my-head' proportions. I heard one of those really awful snap noices that will never leave my mind, then his yelping. I knew right away that my weight had broken bones in his foot. We hopped in the car and drove him up to the all night emergency pet hospital. He was actually very calm after we got in the car, I am not sure if it just didn't hurt him if he didn't put pressure on it or what. We got to the pet hospital and took x-rays and it was pretty bad. All 4 of his paw/fingers had been broken. 3 were all the way through and 1 was pretty fractued. Really sucked. They gave him morphine and sedated him and put a cast/splint on him. He has to wear for 4 - 8 week (as long as healing goes correctly) so we brought him home and took pictures of him while he was high. He is sleeping right now with a big fat red cast on his little foot. I think everything will turn out ok. Damn Clam Chowder. I have vowed to never eat Clam Chowder for the rest of my life in honor of Bacardi and his bravado and calmness in assesing the situation and not going crazy, but taking it like a man/dog/mog and hopefully healing it up for another day of running away from Mirodi. I asked the vet if we could get him hooked up with a bed next to Mike Vick, just because I think Vick being around such a great runner like Bacardi for a few days may do him a little good. -cb

(Sunday, August 24)

I'm still alive. I swear. Been Busy. I am promising my self to update atleast every two days as opposed to playing SWG. Ok well atleast here are some decent links: A marketing campaign that bested ceasers campaign on Rome: Real American Hero SCO never seems to amaze me by what they belive is "stolen" Long Live Open Source, Penguins, and Bon Jovi Great Rights Post Page, read the top story: Here Epitome of Perfection. Perfectly executed stuff amazes me because it is so rare, and takes such talent and practice: Here Peace, Update tommrow. -E