My boss just got an email that he sent to sierra pacific rejected because it had the f word in it. My boss was in the marines for a couple of years, and i think he must have spent that whole time "developing" his vocabulary, because it is impressive, and when he gets started he can keep going for quite some time. So needless to say this just started him off, and i think he is trying to see how many times he can say it in a half hour or something. He is also redoing the email but with various other spellings of the word.
Also, when i used to work in the other room with three other guys (adam, mark, brandon) mark used to crawl under the table on the side of my desk when i was working and listening to music on the headphones and grab my leg to scare me. It worked a couple of times then i setup the webcam under the table and caught him so he gave up. But today adam calls me in to look at some switch we are thinking of getting for the network, and then he says he wants to see the one we already have in my new office. So i follow him back to my office and sit down. I am watching adam and he has this big huge grin on his face but the alarms in my head still haven't gone off, so i go to turn and put my feet under the desk when something clicks. It is kind of like in the movie das boat when the guy screams down the hatch "AAAAALLLLLLAAAAARRRRRMMMM!!!!!!" and all the sirens start going off. My body was just starting to react and fly out of the chair as this hand shoots out from under my desk and grabs my leg. Everybody had a good laugh, except me, i was still trying to get my breating to slow down and keep my heart from shooting out of my chest. I'm not sure how i am going to get them back, but someday. Wait, i sound like petar after chuck orderd him the beginners special at sushi peir. (think pink tuna and think what would petar have been a beginner at at that time) We all know i am never going to actually do anything to get them back, just talk big and say i will someday.
So, to the real story now that you have some background. The first day i had to watch them, they ended up staying in the house all day because i didn't realized i was supposed to go over there in the morning and let them out after i dropped off mary at the airport. They are pretty good at destroying the house if you leave them during the day (as mary and i did when we went to san fran) so i was really worried. It all worked out though because spike got trapped in the bathroom, the door kind of closes automatically, and i think spike must have fan into it and closed it (funny how pushing on a door from the inside closes it, at least when he is on the outside he is pushing the right direction) My mom says dogs won't pee in their own cage or something (i don't believe it) so i think that is why spike didn't completely destroy the bathroom.
The next day everything went perfectly smooth, imagine that. But Thursday, i spent the night over there, just so it looks like people are home. That morning at about six oclock in the morning i hear molly barking like crazy. This was weird because normally they sleep in mary's room on the bed (at least molly does, i didn't let spike up there) and they sleep in until you get up, because they know they aren't getting fed until then. I decided to see what they were barking at. Now as i mentioned, molly likes to tunnel out, so we have been filling in all her holes with rocks bigger than her, but the first thing she does when she goes out there is inspect every single one of them As i watched, molly would bark like crazy and point at a spot in her new hole, then back up, and spike would come in and start digging, then back off, molly would come in and check the work. This continued for about five minutes, which is how much time it took me to throw on some clothes, go to the bathroom, run out there, grab molly and throw her in her cage inside. I figure spike is too dumb to realize what he was involved in, but molly knows, she actually understands why she gets punished.
Everything went smoothly for the next day because i remember to put them out when i left and i only let them inside when i was there. (they are never bad when you are around to catch them being bad) but last night at 8:30 i went for a run. Silly me, i thought i could leave them inside for half an hour. when i left they were both sitting there on top of the couch looking at the big glass window on the front of the house, just eyeing me, waiting. My run took longer than i wanted because my knee has been hurting me quite a bit when i run downhill, but i got a good uphill work out in and then walked back. I got back to the house sometime after nine, maybe 9:15. At first i thought everything was okay when i walked into the house, but then i realized that i hadn't turned the light on yet. Somehow in the course of 45 minutes, they hadn't gotten really pissed off at me (well, actually i think it was just spike) and had tipped the garbage, dragged half of it outside in the lawn ( i think spike ate half of my styrofoam box from betos, cause i can only find the top) the lighter fluid container, their cup for scooping food (which was 5 feet up in teh air, behind a brass pipe, maybe they jumped up on the dryer, who knows) the bottle of dog soap, some random blanket, and they stored all of this in three holes they have been working on in the middle of the lawn with the dryer sheets they had taken earlier. Oh, and a pencil that they broke into about 20 pieces and left on the floor. But the thing that is annoying is not the things i found out in the yard, but the things that are just completely gone. These include, my socks from that day, the poster of the constellation orion that i bought in san fran and was sitting in the middle of the dinning room table (my own fault for not putting it in my car), erin's utilities check (actually this might have dissapeared earlier, but i still can't find it) and box covers for three movies. There are probably other things, but i didn't really feel like looking last night.
Well, i guess it isn't that bad, but it is really annoying, and it is the fact that their is absolutely no understanding with them, i don't know how you make them realize not to do these things, because if you punich them when you get home, they don't really know why they got punished, but you can't reward them, all you can do is seperate them from the opportunity to do it, but that doesn't teach them not to. Well, that is it, i am just not looking forward to going over their later.
Mary, your dogs might not be around when you get home. I'm not saying i'm going to do anything, (like kill them) but now you have some time to prepare yourself.
Now, just so everyone knows whats going on, i am housesitting for mary, while she is DC visiting her aunts. I have already screwed up and forgot to take out the trash and recycling, and i haven't watered yet cause of the moving (but i am doing the watering tonight), and i forgot to bring in the paper this morning, but other than that i am doing a pretty good job. Except there is just one small thing and one big thing keeping this from being a pleasant week. Those two things are Molly and Spike, Mary's two dogs. I like to refer to them as twittle dee and twittle dumb, or sometimes my brothers naming convention of dumb shit and dumb f$%! (or better yet numb nuts and ass wipe) but i have only had to resort to those names just recently, the last name for them is pinky and the brain. Molly is a small Jack Russell Terrier, which supposedly means she is intelligent (as far as i can see she still licks her ass and wipes it on the carpet, eats her own shit, and pees in the hallway, so i don't know if i fully believe there is any "intelligence" there, actually they both do this) Spike on the other hand is a big pit bull / lab / something else ( i really don't remember, the important part is that he is about 4X the size of molly, and dumb as a log) and as mary keeps insisting, "he is only a puppy."
Spike is fun to watch, he can't catch the frizzbee, it just hits him in the face or he hits out of the air with his paw, he loves having things in his mouth (this includes everything, especially molly's head) especially when he doesn't know it is in his mouth, and then he drops it, or kicks it, and then it is like he just discovered it all over again, this repeats all the way around the yard for quite some time, or he carries big 6 foot long sticks in his mouth and can't figure out why he doesn't fit between a 4 foot opening, or he isn't very good at coming down stairs and he kind of tumbles a good part of the way down, and he hasn't figured out that a closed door doesn't open if you run into it at full speed. Spike is really playful, he loves tipping over the garbage can, and loves chewing up everything, the hammock courtney got in peru, the porch table, the chairs inside, the folding chairs outside, the couch, anything left on top of the dryer including dryer sheets, clothes, pretty much read this as anything and everything. Like i said, dumb as a log.
Molly on the other hand is like a cat. She can't be bought off with food, if you don't open the door quick enough she pretty much says f you and walks off, she will show you who needs who. Molly wants to be like cat (they get to go where they want, when they want) that her best trick is tunnelling out under the fence. She normally does it when you don't open the door quick enough for you or right when you get home i think, just to show you that she can, and because she wants you to chase her. Molly never eats when you put the food down for her, just because she knows that i am going to wait for her to finish before i put her out when i leave. Don't get me wrong, Molly is a wonderful dog when she is by herself, because she is like a cat, and Spike is pretty fun to, but since they are so different they are horrible together, because spike needs to stay outside, and molly inside, but they want to pick on each other so much that they just wine at the door when they aren't around each other. They are both instigators. The thing is Molly thinks she is a big dog, she tries to act like it, maybe because she is older or in the house first, but she hasn't realized that know she is never going to win tug of war with spike.
As Mary so politely informed me in the comment for the previous entry, Zaynup is actually spelled Zeynep, just in case any body is keeping track of these things. Also, we watched the fireworks with a young german intern working at the park. He had a great sense of humor for only being here a couple of weeks. (I guess he worked in the Hotel industry, so that explains why his English is so good) He dressed, acted, and even had the haircut of your typical well to do german male. When we were sitting in Rudy's office waiting for all the cars to leave, on the big wall calendar he wrote in that Bush was visiting to inspect Alcatraz. When Rudy came back, he noticed instantly, but he couldn't decide who to blame. He knew that Zeynep likes to play jokes on him, but he wasn't sure if maybe it was me. (since he doesn't really know me) We never let on as to who really did it, but later, as we were leaving, the German (i can't remember his name, Mary, any help on this one too?) we added that Koffi Annan was visiting for some UN conference. Rudy never suspected the German, which is probably for the better. Rudy got Zeynep back later when she was sleeping in the car when we went out to Point Reyes, he snuck up and started shaking the car. Zeynep i think actually thought there was an earthquake, and she looked like she was about to panic. Needless to say we all had a good laugh.
On another note, i have started moving into my brother's house. I am kind of excited to be living some where else, mainly where there are trees, and it doesn't take 10 minutes just to get into town, or 30 minutes to get down south. It isn't the nicest house in the whole world, but i think i like small houses better anyway, and hopefully the neighbors will be a little less stuck up, and i figure between mom, aunt margie, uncle ed, andrew, mary, and myself, we can fix up the kitchen and bathroom and do a little decorating. I will take some pictures is there is anything worth taking it of, maybe a before and after.
Also, pete wanted me to expain the picture from the murder mystery dinner, so i guess i can say a little about that. I wll also try to find some more pictures from it to scan. Jered Singleton, Adam something (went to galena), Courtney Ellis (mary's roommate), Erin Smith (mary's other roommate), her husband Chad something, April (the blond in the redwoods pictures), and Mary and I all took part in a 60's murder mystery dinner thing. We all had different characters and we had to figure out who did it. It was a lot of fun, mostly cause every body was dressed really weird. I was Nate Ashbury, the president of Burpley, Mary was Jamaica'n me Crazy (but spelled different so that is wasn't obvious, or something like that, like I pee freely) a voodoo expert. Everybody had a really good time i think, i know i did. The best part was mary saying that i could easily fit into her pants because she claims she is big and i am smaller than her, i disproved that myth rather quickly. I'm not sure if the pictre shows how tight those jeans really were. Needless to say, i think it was a week before i had feeling again.
Mary and i went San Francisco for the 4th. We stayed with her brother Rudy and his fiance' Zaynup. (i don't remember how to spell it, it is something like that, she is from Turkey) On the first day the girls went shopping for clothes for mary to teach in, and Rudy and i headed down to Golden Gate park and hung around at the Museum/Planetarium/Aquarium thing. They had a really cool skulls exhibit, and some neat shacker tables where you could try to build lego buildings to survive an earthquake. All the fathers had taken them over and the kids were off doing something else. We picked up the girls a couple of hours later and headed over to watch the fireworks. It seemed like everybody in San Fran was heading out, which was perfect for us. Rudy works at Fort Mason as the Director of Special Events and Uses. (gives permits for weddings and movies and stuff) We watched the fireworks from the Officers Club lawn, which overlooks the launch area, it was really cool. You could see two other fireworks shows from other parts of the bay. The next day we went up to Point Reyes and checked out the light house. It was super windy and pretty cold. We then went down to Point Bonita and Stenson Beach, both of those places were pretty nice. We then headed into town and ate at the Stinking Rose. Everything there has tons of garlic and it was super good, i recommend it highly. We then checked out a couple of bookstores and headed home. The final day we just hung out around the house until Fred (mary's other brother) showed up and we had a turkish lunch. It was also really good. We then headed home. It was cool though because these hells angels flew past us around Sacramento and we caught up with them again where the CHP had pulled them over around Auburn, but they caught up with us again around Verdi.
Also, i added a bunch of pictures to the picture gallery, moved some around, changed the format a little, and deleted a couple, so if anybody has any suggestions on how to improve it, i would love to hear them
Last night at about 9:00 pm, chuck and i were just arriving at his house, when he looks at me and asks what we should do. I responded that i really didn't have any idea. After a few seconds of thought he says, "you know what would be fun." now having had enough adventures with petar and the rest of the gang i know what normally happens when somebody asks that question. It turns out chuck wanted to hike up Rose, but not in the daytime, right then, he wanted to sleep on the top. Now back when my life was as calm and pleasent as it is now and there were other external forces at work, i came up with this same idea at about 1 in the morning. i don't remember much except that it was pretty cold. So needless to say i said sure and we started gathering some stuff up. Chuck's dad thought it wasn't such a good idea (his exact words might have been something like "you guys are f@%$ing crazy, you guys are f#&!ing crazy", and then he made chuck take the .45 in case there were bears stalking us for our bag of peanuts, cause there are a lot bears above treeline, on mt rose, (secretly i like that he is so worried, mary does the same thing, so does pete's mom, my parents never seemed to care, maybe it was because Andrew was off riding across the country or living in Thailand, go figure)) So we started up the trail a little heavier than we would have liked, we hit the top at maybe 1 in the morning. The stars were absolutely breathtaking and the conversation covered many different topics. We planned on waking up for the sunrise. I tried this too when i did it a while back. For some reason it just doesn't really happen. Chuck said he got some pictures of it and then went back to sleep. It was super windy up there all night but i didn't really feel cold until right before sun up or so. We headed on down, born again from our night on the mountain, and emotional, (wait, i don't mean that, i don't think about emotions, i don't want to be emo, pete sent this to all of us, i don't want to know how he found it and why he felt it necessary to share with the rest of us) mental, and physical rebirth.
Last weekend Mary and I (actually Mary went out early to do girl things) went to Elko for her roommates wedding. It is weird, Elko in many ways is a super cute little town and the ruby mountains are so cool, but there is just something about having to say you are from Elko, i don't think i could do it. Actually i was pretty in to Spring Creek, because you could actually see the rubies. (see the picutres, that is at Erin's house in Spring Creek, if i ever get around to putting them up) It was a lot of fun, except the wedding was kind of weird because it was in a baptist church so at the reception afterwords people kind of stood around and ate some food and chatted, and then left. No music, no dancing, no getting trashed and making embarrasing toasts, nothing, she didn't even throw the bouquette, whatever. Afterwords we drove up to the mountains because i had never been to Lamoyal canyon and i really wanted to see it. It was absolutely goregous, i really need to go camping there sometime soon. Then we drove home, all in all it was a really good time.