Coyote

Pretty much how I grew up. Always (real, outlaw type) Bikers around. Partying/fighting/guns/motorcycles...I Couldn't find anything good to rebel against. I like the way I turned out. Of course I left home at age 12 to find a more 'stable' atmosphere. ...And I really, really like bacon.

Of no real benefit to the discussion, but a little NDN humor poking fun at the Occupy movement (in front of them)... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnUiRXf1LuA

Well, actually, pretty nice little Saturday. We're going to Home Depot. Buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring... Stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath and Beyond, I don't know. I don't know if we'll have enough time.

Threesome with her best friend is usually a good surprise.

Just heard this on the wireless: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9yq88LY2N0

"Judyjudyjudyjudyjudy" --Cary Grant RIP Goober...

No go for Saturday, but thinking on getting out Sunday if my dead-leg heals up enough...

Another Ape in the mix--Welcome!

http://www.rollingstone.com/music/news/beastie-boys-co-founder-adam-yauch-dead-at-48-20120504

My wife has one of these stocks...Gadgety, but She's petite and can rapid fire 12-ga (target) from the hip all day w/ it.

I've always been a fan of the 10/22 stock stock... ...No real advantage, but been thinking of doing this for no particular reason than I've always liked the M1Carbine

I vaguely recall, at about the age of 3 or 4, trying to talk my dad into pulling me on my 3-wheel Evel Knievel chopper behind his Harley...

Ribeye, medium-rare w/steak fries ...Then a c4 suppository.

Bump 'cause I just realized I've not done anything with this yet...

Bump 'cause I just realized I've not done anything with this yet...

This is the reason why I could never be trusted with that kind of access privilege...

Seriously considering this one...

Thanks, all. It's amazing how present he was in so many of our routines. Waking up, meal times, leaving, coming home, watching TV, bedtime, etc...We are realizing as much each day. On another note, he loved his toys...especially any size or shape ball. In his last few months, he was particularly attached to a tennis ball he found at my S-I-L's house. We made him keep it outside, in the back yard, as it was always damp and mushy. It was the first thing he'd go get when we put him out, and we'd have to coerce him to leave it to come in the house. He was successful at sneaking it inside a couple times. This morning, we found it sitting on the front porch, just outside the door...The tears flowed. We will definitely bail out another, but in time. Too much for any pup to live up to.

Some people call me Maurice...

We understood each other's sense of humor, too...

Thanks, folks. The kind words go a long way. I can relate.

After a hard fight with lymphoma my bestest buddy, Josey, left us yesterday. He was diagnosed Dec. 2, and the vet gave him, at best, 1 month to live. Needless to say, these last several months have been extra special. I brought him home from the pound when he was just a few months old. They had him tagged as a Shepherd mix. Turns out he was more of a Corgi/Blue Heeler mix. He was fiercely protective of his home and people, but once he knew someone was cool, they were his new best friend. He had a contagious smile--I've never seen so many people smile when they would a dog...of course, it may have been the ears rather than his smile. It is unbelievable how empty my house feels without him here. I will have a lot of adjustments to make. For almost 12 years, I've come home nearly everyday and eaten lunch with him. A nose poking through the door as soon as it opens then a wagging tail. A tradition that we had--he would sit up on his haunches and I would squat down and we'd talk about our day. I'll miss all of that so much. I'll take on another, some day, but no time soon. Man, this stings.