I finally have the
opportunity to tell you why the hell I was 5 days late
on the final Trinitron Chronicle, and why finishing
the audio portion may take me until the end of this
month. Her name is Roxy.
We've really done
it this time though. She's a Mastiff-German Shepherd
mix, but judging from the pictures of puppies online,
she's all Mastiff. At 3 1/2 months she's 25 pounds,
which means breaking the 100 pound barrier is easily
in the future. Her absolute favorite thing on the
planet is Theo:
Theo was one of
many things thrown into our yard once the wall was put
up. I decided it was kismet and put Theo in our tree.
He was to dwell there until one day when Roxy looked
up and freaked the hell out. She was not to keen on
this young black child in our tree. So she proceeded
to bark incessently until I threw it at her. And thus
started the friendship that should last a life time.
Well his hard plastic face may last a lifetime - but
everythng else will be shredded within a dew weeks I'm
sure. Look for future "How's Theo Now?" updates.
So, anyway - where did we get the pup?
Called up the
Pet
Orphans Fund
out here in LA and got to hang out with a bunch of
dogs. I really wanted the black lab puppy, but Jess
fell in love with the Mastiff. It makes very little
difference to me in the end, I just really wanted a
dog. Jess has never owned one so I figured she should
be sure of what she wanted. Luckily our backyard is
big and we can close off the kitchen, throw in a
doggy-door to outside and be good to go. Though at
this point - just how big to make that door is a
pretty good question. Heh.
Anyway, the
house-breaking has made all normal daily tasks take 5
times longer. This dog can squat in the blink of an
eye, so if you dare let her on the carpet it's like
watching a 2 year old. Luckily my father's voice has
somehow found it's way into my vocal chords and the
puppy cowers and cries at my "No!". Pretty cool thing
to have. Thanks Pop.
So you may now
want to refer to Jess and I as "Secret Squat Agents".
We're developing a
6th sense on if the dog is just sitting or squatting.
What to a normal person may seem like a fraction of an
inch difference to the great "Secret Squatting Agents"
it's a red flag like no other. God I can't wait until
this phase is over.
And Bob of course
can't wait until we realize that there's an animal in
his house and shoot it.
Bob is completely
frustrated with our inability to notice how horribly
wrong this situation is. He knows, Hijack knows, but
we seem to actually INVITE this beast in! Bob
continues to do his part by royally scaring the "piss"
out of Roxy. Roxy, who just wants to play with the
cats gets a nice big helping of "Cat Growl" and
hissing to which she barks, whimpers and runs. Anyway,
I don't doubt that they'll be cool hangin' out once
the pup isn't so "puppy" anymore. But I don't see how
they'll be able to do that with Roxy jumpin and
playing. She's only gonna get bigger, and the cats are
pretty smart to stay out of her way until she calms
the hell down. Try 2005.
In other news it
looks like I have a date for the big show in
Columbus. You ready for this? Thursday, September
11th. (sigh). It's not that I think we should all
be sad that day, in fact this is probably a good thing
in that sense - but why tempt the fates? Anyway - the
date was dictated by work, as my boss and her husband
are taking a 5-Day Weekend and we're turning it into a
10-Day vacation. I end up only missing 3 days of
work. Can't beat that. I'm torn between paying some
sort of tribute, or completely ignoring it so people
can forget about it for the night. It'll probably be a
bit of a mixture of both. So please, please, please
mark that day on your calendar for ANOTHER reason: The
2nd Annual Trinitrons Invasion. Ooh...can I say
war terms? Great - now I gotta check the whole
show for insensitive comments. Heh.
Still working on
the audio portion of the show and am looking at
Sunday, August 3rd as the first show. Most likely at
Magnolia Apartments. Although the patients at work
make me think I could pull off renting a theater and
what-not. Lots of people curious as to why the hell
I've looked so strange the last month. Still need to
call around and see what I'm gonna do. Hell - maybe
I just do another Third Stage thing? Nah, that
may be too small. Hmmm. Damn. I'll figure it
out.
And believe it or
not, I have to start working on the DVD - NOW. You
can't imagine how friggin' time consuming that puppy
will be. So many extras this time. Many sections
filmed JUST for the DVD. And to have it ready for 9/11
is gonna be tough. So damn...what the hell am
I doing here? I'll leave you with one last puppy
shot and I'll be on my way.
Oh and
for further proof of Roxy's love for Theo,
check out the
video.
I feel the need to emphasize the word
"love" as giving our dog a small black
child to EAT tends to come off a bit
racist. Heh. Rest assured Roxy's an equal
opportunity shredder. I'll do my best to
find a white baby for her. Oh and by the
way - she's barking at the camera because
I have the screen flipped around and
she sees herself. Classic shit man. She
only barks if she sees herself or the
cats. Thank God - it could grow rather
annoying FAST.
