What goes on?
Hello hello! I know, it's only two blog posts for this week, and that is just not acceptable. You'll have to forgive me, as I've been in a bit of a "Funny Strange" quandary, and here's why. Some of you may know this– last week one of my closest friends lost a loved one in a tragic way, and there was no way I was going to mention it here, but it was what I was thinking about most of the time, and I didn't want to NOT mention it because I know she reads this blog, but I didn't want TO mention it because it was very sad and private, and so I was really at a loss as to what to do. That is to say, I didn't want to be making jokes and for her to think that I wasn't taking the situation seriously, which I was (and am), but I didn't (and am not going to) mention it, but I also didn't want to leave my regular readers hanging.
I guess the bottom line is, I try to do this blog as a form of entertainment, and I have really not been in a very entertaining mood for the past ten days or so. But, I suppose, neither are some of my readers, and maybe this blog is one of the things that makes your day a little better. It might even make her day a little better. But, it's hard to notice funny things when something sad happens, is all I'm saying.
Anyhoo, let's talk about something else. Did you see the amazing UHaul chase up PCH yesterday? I don't know the story behind it, but I took the dog to the vet yesterday (further explanation coming, don't you worry), and while I was waiting for him, I watched on the tv in the lobby as a full-fledged police chase broke out– with a woman in a UHaul van, of all things. This was very amazing to me, for several reasons:
1. No UHaul van I've ever rented has been able to even reach 55 mph. Damn! That thing was hauling ass. That was actually a pretty good advertisement for UHaul, if you ask me.
2. The woman seemed so nonchalant as she was weaving into oncoming traffic, going north on PCH at rush hour. I guess the police didn't want to throw out that tire-popper thing too soon because they didn't want to cause a big crash like the one that closed down the 10 freeway earlier in the day, so they chased her until she ran out of gas, where she then abandoned the car and ran for awhile, then tried to hijack someone else. My point is this– I don't love going on PCH during rush hour because it's all crowdy and dangerous and people try to pass on the right, and she was all like, smoking a cigarette and waving at the cameras. Was she high?
3. This is just for my own knowledge– when did they start live-broadcasting car chases again? I thought they banned that whole practice in the nineties.
This brings me to the reason I was at the vet. Did I mention that Baxter is almost eight years old? Not only does he have arthritis that we're starting to be able to see more and more, but now he's also got (wait for it) Irritable Bowel Syndrome. Actually, he's always kind of been a "nervous pooping" kind of dog, but now it's getting worse, so our vet put him on (wait for it) ANTI DEPRESSANTS to get the problem under control. I don't know whether to find this hilarious or be skeptical or what, but if giving him this pill will stop him from pooping in the living room, I will take it. I know, this makes me sound like one of those crazy, overprotective L.A. dog owners, but dude! No one wants to clean dog poop off their hardwood floors, am I right? Actually, who am I kidding? It's Stephan who always cleans it. I was just trying to help him out. I will let you know if the dog seems any happier, or any progress is made on this issue.
So that's it for the day– personal tragedy, a car chase, and dog poop. Happy Thursday!