Sunday, April 03, 2005

Dogs 165-169 (Also, Email)

Chocolate-brown dog tied up to a parking meter decorated for Easter. Let's contemplate this for a second, but only a second.

Is it just me, or does Mr. Brown-and-White there look a little deranged and scruffy? And maybe that's why the tan one is looking the other way? "Oh please let there be a psychotherapist headed this way, oh please oh please. What? No. No, I don't want to hear your Barenaked Ladies conspiracy theory again, and for the record, all those recipes of yours that involve 'smoke-cured seitan' are goddamned terrible."

I am well aware that this is not some sort of Catblog, but I would like to call your attention to the juxtaposition of Captain Don't-Give-a-Shit Cat there and the reflection of the dog in the window. I was even walking this dog and the coincidence seemed too perfect to believe, as though I had agents I was completely unaware of putting this cat into position and polishing the window 7.6 seconds before I walked past it.

Do you remember in Super Mario 3 how you could get a suit that would turn Mario into a statue if you pressed down + B? Who implanted 8-bit NES technology into this dude, and for what reason? For what reason?

Until somebody tells me where you go in order to get an awesome mellow dog who looks like he's made out of sewn-together alive mop heads, I'm just going to tell everyone I know that I met Chewbacca in the Castro the other day. They'll believe me when I flash this picture. They'll believe the hell out of me.


Recent events* have prompted me to get an email address; anyone who wants to say hi is encouraged to do so at dogblogsf(at)gmail(dot)com.

* Mostly the breaking of Haloscan; the comment links on a lot of my main blog are still displaying numbers that have next to nothing to do with reality ever since this happened.