Sunday, March 2, 2008

Bloody Sunday

I am not a big fan of sending my $ to the United State of Exxon, Halliburton, et al. so paying taxes has been an extraordinarily annoying process over the past few years. While I’ve worked and re-worked various options, deductions are clearly not keeping up with inflation and paying off one’s mortgage principal due to economic concerns sure bites one in the ass. Why is it that irresponsible POS like Casey Serin or evil mofos like Dick Cheney get by just fine while responsible people in the middle are f-ed up the ass?
Overall, I’ve had a pretty shitty day, but I was hoping to get over it and blow off some steam by going on a long uphill walk with Akubi and Tanuki. We discovered some interesting things on the way up, questionable issues at the top and more annoying crap on the way down. Somewhere between nearing the top and the destination we felt OK.
This area attracts a ton of birds and there were more ravens than usual on the tree in the photo yet they flew elsewhere before we arrived and I could locate my crappy camera.

While the boys caught their breath and we watched the already setting sun, I realized my f-ing sunglasses were gone. I have been wearing those f-ing sunglasses for at least 5 years and spent more on them than any others and they survived longer than any others, but were now gone. Panic set in yet I hoped they may be found in some other pocket of my overstuffed backpack when we got home. On the way downhill there was this shaved-head guy walking uphill with 2 very large dogs in attack mode that he clearly could not manage. Despite the fact that they freaked out my exhausted little dogs, he didn’t bother to apologize for his dogs’ behavior. Having grown up with big dogs like German Shepherds, Alaskan Malamutes, etc I have found it is rather important to learn to control them if they are much bigger than you. I’ll probably never have a yard big enough for the sort of dog I grew up with, so I have Pomeranians and find them far more puzzling. Despite their size they seem to believe they are very big dogs.

And guess what? If my boys weren’t exhausted they could have kicked the shaved-head guy’s big hostile dogs’ ass! Nonetheless that guy was a jerk.


Ogg the Caveman said...

Wow. Crappy walk, but at least you got some good pictures.

I for one am not happy that we'll all probably spend the rest of our lives paying for this war.

Akubi said...

I sure hope there's a better solution.
No luck with finding my sunglasses though.

Anonymous said...

I for one am not happy that we'll all probably spend the rest of our lives paying for this war.

I contribute as little as possible.

Sorry about the big mean dogs. People will only get worse as things get more difficult. Whenever I run into someone like that I always try to imagine them in a very difficult life situation and it makes me feel better. I know, I'm bad.

Akubi said...

Speaking of “big” dogs a new Safeway delivery guy arrived today and I kept my boys in the other room so they wouldn't go crazy. He looked rather nervous when he arrived and heard all of this "ferocious" barking. Presumably my dogs aren’t the only ones that hassle Safeway delivery guys. Anyway, after he had finished unloading the groceries he noticed a photo of Akubi and asked if that was my dog. When I said it was, he replied “Oh, I thought they must have been very big dogs.”

Ogg the Caveman said...

When I said it was, he replied “Oh, I thought they must have been very big dogs.”