A photo of Rusty, in Prague, because he nags me about not posting more often. Yes, this is a very nice way of saying "shut up". Love you Rusty!Busy. Terribly, terribly busy. Our office moved into our new building this week and it was a week of last minute packing, moving circuits and the like. Add to that working at my friend Pat's restaurant, Chameleon, both Friday dinner as well as Saturday dinner and then his annual Halloween party after. Yep, that means I was bar tending (which I haven't done in 15 years) and cleaning up until 4 am. Fun, yeah, and I made a wad of cash to boot. Yea me. And because I was away from the house just about all weekend I let Rufus have run of the house, just so he's spend more time barking at the front window and less time sleeping, locked in my bedroom----that way he'd be more likely to sleep and therefore let me sleep in when I got home. Seems to work and he didn't chew anything or even sit on the couch (I'd know if he did, I have a system). So that's what I've been up to. No on to spending that tip money! (Which means paying my Neiman's bill.) If I think up something clever to write I'll add it late.
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"That's our Rusty!"
Indeed! And that German energy drink he's got in his hands? It's called EREKTION. Now THAT'S our Rusty!
Dang, I really wanted to come to the restaurant party too. I had both kids with birthday parties this weekend. Let's just call it Domestic Hell and leave it at that.
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