No sleep till Popeyes.

I am really tired today and have been running on rocket fuel (Lo-carb monster energy drinks). I got a little loopy and this is what happened.

Never IM and sleep at the same time.

me: I'm on my second energy drink

Becky: jeez! i had a lg dr pepper with my taco bell and that lasted me through the afternoon
me: screw that...I am running on rocket fuel

Becky: hahahaha

me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VvYIpa1Ulvw
Positive K - I Got A Man
it's a good reminder how far society has come

Becky: i need some orange spandex now

me: heh

Becky: and maybe some scrunchy socks to work out in

me: those need to die
they still sell them

Becky: i know
it's criminal

me: so are leggings though

Becky: those are only ok if you are 18-20 and tiny as shit

me: that's a narrative that is not true
you know what else is not okay

Becky: jean leggings?

me: someone inviting me to get lunch at Chick-fil-A
WHO THE FUCK EAT THERE ANYMORE?

Becky: are you anti-chicken or anti-christian chicken?

me: ummm Popeyes
I'm anti-poor-choice

Becky: ah, i see
popeyes is far superior
it being southern and all

me: umm, is there another chain that serves decent chicken?
no
KFC is a shit bomb
and Chik-Fil-A can't even spell anything correctly

Becky: there's a place called Raisin' Caines that has phenomenal chicken fingers

me: you might as well drink a vat of vegetable oil

Becky: they're only in college cities tho

me: it's cheaper and tastes about the same

Becky: started in BR, btw

me: gotcha

Becky: you've had raisin caines?

me: you are totally ruining my complaining
I have not had them

Becky: they mean business!

me: My soapbox is no longer
lol

Becky: hahahahaha
that's what i can do for ya!

me: it's really unfair because you can't bring in a non-national chain

Becky: they're going national - slowly but surely
their dipping sauce is super addictive

me: NOT QUICK ENOUGH

Becky: LOL - you are insane

me: no, just tired
although, insanity is close to godliness
so FoxNews says

Becky: true dat

me: maybe I'm just the next jesus
maybe I could be someone's personal jesus

Becky: if i decide to go all religious on you, you'll be the first to know!

me: or I could just buy a depeche mode cd
I need sleep
and this is totally going on my blog

*I need help*

Dog Beach

The wife and I took Buddy to dog beach. He didn't like it. I found it hilarious that Buddy had trouble understanding the ocean. I think it's because he isn't a California native. Maybe he only dreamed about the ocean and learned about it from watching Laguna Beach on MTV. One can only guess.

Buddy is from Missouri and moved to Iowa when we rescued the little bugger. His first bout with snow was actually much easier than his attempt at the ocean. He romped and roamed around flicking the snow up in the air and catching it in his mouth.

You need to know he loves water. He loves to swim. Even though those are both facts, he had a different opinion about the ocean.

Here are his thoughts translated for your reading pleasure.

"What am I walking on?"

"Why is that man wearing a piece of floss? Put some clothes on."

"What the F**K is that foam?"

"YOU PEOPLE COME HERE FOR FUN???"

"Is that water? Why is it chasing me? Why is it leaving? Why is it chasing me? Is that water?"

"This water tastes like a salt lick"

"You go in. What the hell do I need to experience this for?"

"OH COME ON! Was bringing me in the water absolutely necessary?"

"These other dogs are idiots."

Needless to say, we made it about 30 mins before he completely gave up. He ran toward the water and ran away when it came back. It reminded me of a little child on his first trip to the beach.

You might ask: Stacy, will you be going back? Yes. We will be taking buddy to a different beach and trying again.

Will he enjoy the trip? I doubt it.