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The newest member of our household…

Pollock was found living under a house trailer in Kentucky. Apparently her family moved on without her. I don’t know exactly how long she was on her own, but considering her feelings about food (why chew?) and her weight, I’m guessing it was a while. Some exterminators found her there and took her to the pound when she was still there at their second visit. Pollock was lucky enough to be located close to someone willing to pull her from the shelter and keep her for a few days until she could catch a ride with a group that was already transporting some other rescue dogs north. She was very unsocialized when she got here but she’s learning things like “sit” and “down” quickly and is also starting to get that she has to use some manners when it’s meal time. She’s a pretty girl and a really nice dog. I’m sure once she knows that there will always be food and we will always come back she’s going to settle in quite nicely.

She was listed as a border collie mix… she’s definitely showing signs of “herdiness.”

Robinson and I IM each other throughout the day even though we are in the same house, a very small house. My sisters Suzi and Diane find this odd. Now, I’ve got Robinson on the Twitter train. I think the blog needs some Twitter bling so you can see what we’re up to.

Twitter is a neat online program that lets you send short messages via IM, the web site or SMS paging. You can update what you’re up to. Why? Well, let’s say you are working remotely with a team. You can let your team know via Twitter where you are and what you are up to.

I’m using it to track my LOGS work and my BTC Technologies work. I’m hoping to use my Twitter tracking to better use and track what I work on. It’s much easier than using some time tracking app… I think.

Robinson just twittered me: she put a chicken in the oven. :-)

The bad news is Twitter’s popularity is clearly running ahead of their computers. The site is really slow. I trust that they’ll get this fixed soon.

Let us know in the comments if you want an invite.

Laura’s Twitter.
Scott’s Twitter.

Thanks to the great Dave Winer for pointing out Twitter’s usefulness.

This was taken last week. I guess I’ve been a little distracted. I do think that I’ve slowed down on the honey consumption. And I use it for baking bread A LOT (which is what those nasty bananas are sitting there for)!

Scott went to the dentist today. The tooth is good, the infection is bad. The dentist even started calling people over to show them what an amazing abscess it is. He keeps threatening to kiss me.

The arrow is just in case the asymmetry of his face doesn’t jump out at you. He’s either got a lot of swelling or golf ball in his cheek.

I believe I’m one or two drinks away from taking a long nap. My usual Beam and Diet is pretty weak, but not today. Half and half. I’m popping ibuprofens every couple of hours; I have given up on the topical pain reliever.

Liver health, you ask? Who needs a liver?

I want comfort food. Knackwurst! My father and I enjoyed the good ol’ German meat on occasion. I like it on a French bread with lots of mayo — hard to believe I’m a type 2 diabetic. I can’t find that delicious meat anywhere around here. Sure, I like my ribs, hamburgers and Popeye’s, but give me knackwurst and a box of Mac & Cheese for pure feel-good food.

Yes, I’m a wimp. I hate feeling pain. My fingers crack from the dry and cold weather and Robinson has to hear about it all week. Why she doesn’t grind me up and feed me to the chickens, I’ll never know.

But… but… it’s tooth pain. There’s like a direct something or other right to my brain. I can’t think; I can’t read; I can’t watch Heroes on iTunes. By the way, why is iTunes so fat and slow now? I thought Windows had cruft, go watch a vid on iTunes and you’ll truly experience calving icebergs.

Do I make sense?

Donettes may work for comfort food. You know, those waxy chocolate little doughnets that Robinson hates, so I can eat a box without feeling guilty that I didn’t share.

Oh, yeah! One more Beam & Diet and I can sleep for an hour or two. Donettes or no Donettes. Sleep. Sleep is good.

One last thing: Law & Order et. al producers — stop using sitcom actors for dramatic roles. They can’t act; that’s why they do sitcoms.

Geez. I really wish I didn’t bit down on that ice cube.