I did get to give Sara a ride home from work, which is always fun. I like sitting around the police station with big guys who have semi-automatic pistols on their hips and reek of testosterone.

Deb and Jake are going to have a date tomorrow night, so I thought Sara and I would get one too, but she's got to work the late shift. Maybe Wednesday. I want to play with Misha again. See, when I play with Misha, I get to wear my calf boots and tight pants. Hubba. If I do say so myself.

Had an amazing date with Deb yesterday. I'd asked her to put "sex" on her list of things to do Sunday. I was chilling with a book on the couch in the afternoon when she came in and said something like, "Hey! Weren't we supposed to have sex?"

Badsnake: Yeah

Deb: You're supposed to remind me before it's too late.

Badsnake: Is there still time?

Deb: Yes.

Bad: Well all right then. *puts down book, takes off glasses, ready to go*

I'm so romantic.

Just walked the dogs with Sara. We stopped by Stella's house where she was talking to a big guy from the 'hood who was holding the leash of a really big six month old German shepherd. Tyler wanted to go see the other dog. Gs wants to sniff every part of Tyler but thinks maybe inhaling him entirely might be faster. Tyler puts up with it for a while. Gs leans waaaaaaaay down so that he can smell Tyler's dangly bit thoroughly. He just has the one dangling bit because the back-end pair was removed.

Tyler growls. Gs backs off (you can hear Tyler's penis pop out of the shepherd's nostril) for a while. Goes back to smelling the package. Tyler, the blind 15-pound dog, barks and snaps at the 85- to 100-pound German shepherd.

Apparently Tyler doesn't need the actual balls to have balls. Cute dog. I love 'im.

Moving on - 12:11 p.m. , 2007-08-14

Where the hell have I been? - 12:10 p.m. , 2007-02-19

Holy shit! - 2:24 p.m. , 2006-01-11

Stuffing recipe - 6:17 p.m. , 2005-12-13

Good Life Update - 10:22 a.m. , 2005-11-11