I am thankfully not alone in my problems with posting. It would seem that as the blog phenomenon gains momentum the need to upgrade presents itself more frequently to our illustrious hosts. I’m sorry; I really need to write more so I can disperse my ten cent words without looking like a moron. Long wind short, all radio users had problems. Just for nothing the new look is an idiotic attempt to make the posting work. Enough behind the curtain, on with the show.
If you couldn’t have guessed I am a huge fan of MTV’s the Osborne’s. Mix in my nightly isolation (with the exception of my two Mastiff roommates) and you get me shuffling around the backyard screaming about those f’ing dogs man. I even caught myself holding my left hand at an odd angle as if I too had a number of drug induced mini-strokes. I haven’t progressed to screaming Sharon yet because all of my anger is focused on the female and she answers to Halle. This dog has chosen to take her separation anxiety out on me by destroying anything that I show any attention to in the yard. I know I might be giving her more credit than she’s due but the evidence speaks for itself. (sorry CSI is on in the background and I think its seeping in) After she cut off the water supply to a little palm tree I liked by digging up its drip line I began to water the poor thing every night. That must have pissed her off because she dug the entire thing up after about three days. I freaked out and ignored her for the rest of the night by watching TV. The next day when I came home from work she had started digging up the satellite cable. That is where I shifted into my stupidozzy.
Tonight was my turn to take the offensive as I began shoveling piles of desert over and around everything I care about. Luckily the male, Butkus, woke up before I completely covered him. As I mentioned before but you couldn’t read it, I am having huge problems sleeping so after my landscaping I decided to clean the pool. When that little chore was finished I vacuumed just to see if there was still carpet under the dog hair. Am I painting a pretty picture or what?
9:35:47 PM 
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