Monday, March 31, 2008

Just Rafting Down the Blog of Life


Why did no one warn me?

Why did no one tell me that once you start looking at other blogs that it can become an addictive and time consuming past-time?

Since I began blogging, I have discovered a regular Blog-o-Sphere out there.

It all began innocently enough. All I did was click on that "Next Blog" button at the top of the page and I was instantly transported into someone else's world.

Then I discovered some blogs listed other blogs they found interesting. So of course I *had* to go exploring, that's what dogs do.

It takes some digging, and occasionally uncovering something stinky, but most of the Blog-o-Sphere is full of tasty morsels that may tickle the funny bone, provoke introspective thought, entertain, inspire, or provide a recipe for tonight's dinner.

Visit The Barber Bunch to get a taste for yourself but I am warning you, this can be an addictive activity and you may look up and it will be way past your bedtime. Don't say I didn't warn you!

Love,
Buddy

parkbenchstudio.com

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Signs of Spring


1) Good Humor Truck (spotted on Third Street going 4o mph with obnoxious music blaring).
2) Canadian Geese pairing up.
3) Barbecue grills appearing on back porches.

Tomorrow's forecast:
http://www.daytondailynews.com

Steady rains and snow are expected to return to the area Thursday, March 27, but are not expected to create any serious problems.

There's an 80 percent chance of thunderstorms Thursday and rain showers are likely with highs in the lower 40s.

Thursday night, with a low near 30, there is more rain expected along with snow. Accumulation is expected to be less than an inch with a 100 percent chance of precipitation.

Snow! Did you see that? Snow is in the forecast! And I thought Spring was here. Oh, I forgot, this is Ohio. Snow *is* a sign of Spring.

Love,
Buddy

PS The artist is very not happy at the prospect of snow and the photographer is jumping for joy. Of course, he is hoping for another snow storm so he can play with his snow blower.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Peep Show



Not THAT kind of peep show you silly thing!

Oh how fun! Everyone loves Peeps, even if just to put out on the porch and see how may years it takes to dissolve. Visit this site to find out interesting Peep facts.

http://www.marshmallowpeeps.com/

The PEEPSicles look good.

Happy Easter everyone.

Love,
Buddy

parkbenchstudio.com

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

All Dressed Up


Don't I look dapper? I hope everyone had a happy St. Patrick's Day.

I heard a rumor that St. Patrick's Day had been canceled. (horrors!)

Technically, it really was. As I understand it, Catholics don't
celebrate a "Saint's Day" during holy week. Easter occurs early
this year and happens to fall during the same week as St. Patrick's
and St. Joseph's. So neither are being celebrated as religious holidays this year.

I am so glad I started celebrating early! Don't I look like I'm ready to do an Irish jig?

Love,
Buddy

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Joke stolen from another blog:

http://tanlucypez.blogspot.com/

Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy. He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary.

He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.

Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.

He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.

In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room.

She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"

Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"

"Well," Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror." That Flynn.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Six Feet of Snow




The weatherman says Dayton got thirteen and a squosh (ronniespeak for anything under an inch) inches of snow but it may as well be six feet with all the wonderful snow drifts I found.

I am thirteen inches tall at the shoulder but my chest is only five inches off the ground so navigating was an adventure.

I love the snow! Love running in it, love sniffing all the smells, love bouncing from one drift to the next. I even got to chase a cat up into an abandoned car.

I can even pee fairly well, as I can hike like a gymnast and get my back leg up high enough that my hoohaw doesn't get frozen off.

What I don't like is having my tookas frost bit when I have to do my business.

I am so glad the humans are toilet trained.

Love,
Buddy

parkbenchstudio.com

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Daylight Savings Time !!??


What? Huh! Whatd'y'mean it is time to get up?
My stomach always knows what time it is and this morning it was telling me that I needed another hour of sleep.

What?

Daylight Savings Time?

What I want to know is where are you keeping it and what are you saving it for?

Man! I sure could have used some of that daylight in the past couple of months, especially two days ago when it snowed for 36 hours.

Oh! The time changes and EVERYBODY has to get up an hour early. This is done in order to save energy?

Humph! It certainly isn't making me more energetic to lose an hour's sleep.

I have an idea...let the companies that could save energy change their working hours and leave the rest of us alone.

I think I need a nap.

Love,
Buddy

parkbenchstudio.com

Friday, March 7, 2008

She picked a great week to start riding the bus!


Give me a warm car any day, but the artist has decided in order to save gas, she will ride the bus to work. She lives close to the bus route and only has to change buses once to get here so it seemed like a good idea in theory.

So, on the first day, armed with schedules and timetables she marched out to the to the bus stop. It was suppose to be cold and rainy so she wore a coat and carried a rainbrella (umbrella to those who don't know ronniespeak). The first leg of the journey to downtown Dayton was uneventful. However, she missed the transfer for two reasons.

One, she had to go into the terminal and buy a 31 day pass and that took time BUT THEN she exited the wrong side of the building and stood on the wrong corner for 10 minutes before she realized that the bus she wanted on would be traveling a different direction. Another bus missed. Oh well, it is a learning experience right? She was only an hour late to work.

BUT THEN she had to make back home again. Back down to the bus stop and wait. She was early to make sure she didn't miss the bus but it was raining. Not only was it raining but the wind was blowing making the rainbrella virtually useless. By the time the bus arrived, she was slightly damp.

Standing room only. No big deal, it is a short trip to the transfer. BUT THEN a nice young lady offered to wipe off the artist's glasses and started a conversation. The bus announced "Third-and-Main" (the place to change buses!). Pulled the cord, bus pulled over and artist got off only to find that she was at Third and Wayne, not Third and Main. So now she had to beat feet down the street to the correct corner. And of course, she missed the transfer.

By this time the rain was beginning to come down a little harder and she was more than slightly damp. Now she had to stand on the corner and wait for the next bus on her route. She had a bus schedule in her pocket but it was so wet that it disintegrated when she pulled it out. Should she risk leaving the corner to get a new (dry) schedule or just gut it out?

Oh what the heck, just gut it out. 50 minutes later, soaked through to the underwear, and wondering why she ever thought this would be worth a couple of bucks in gas, the artist was on her way home.

I am happy to report that the rest of the week she made all her buses and transfers. BUT THEN, today will bring its own new challenges because there is a huge snowstorm brewing outside.

Me, I think I will just stay here and sleep.

Love,
Buddy