Flow Bee

She needs a new agent. It's a living ... I guess. Check this out.

On Guess Who's recommendation (see comments), we tried this on Otty.
Bad idea Guess Who. Otty's fur is on your hands.

Mixde Up Singsay

Mixed up sayings I meant to say.

A conversation at work the other day got me thinking of a woman I knew in college who consistently butchered well-known turns of phrase. Two that come to mind:

That bakes the cake!

and

Must be a freudian slide.
Add to the list if you can think of any you have heard. Work is maybe beginning to slow down so I am hopeful I will get back to Blogging with more regularity.

MARATHON UPDATE: Tomorrow is the day. I got my bag with my shirt, bib, timing chip and local merchant propaganda.

They Grow Up So Fast ...

I’m all weepy this morning. Seems like only yesterday Otty had that new baby smell. Now, he’s begging at the table, marking (whether he has a full tank or not) and most amazing … he loves books. Especially the paper parts. I am not sure what the replacement costs will be to the Public Library but it’s coming out of his dog treat allowance.

Meep Meep - My First Marathon (Sort of)

I am running as part of a relay team this Saturday in Akron's Road Runner Marathon. My massive muscular equine-like thighs will drive me forward no doubt to the finish line. Perhaps walking.

On a related note ... various shots of my legs ...

Barely Alive: Leave of Indefinite Absence

The pace is killing me. Or killed me I guess.

I wonder if I will ever get to Blog again. I miss it, feel naked without it. Actually I am naked. Here is a photo of my wife Glisenda offering me a full body sock. On the up side, no more comments about back hair. Down side my 7 year old son can kick my ass in wrestling now. No bones about it. (Yuck, yuck.) Be back when I can. Miss ya’ all.