Hunter (as in Hunter S. Thompson) was a cock too, but at least he was funny!

A friend sent this quote to me (see below). It made me laugh. I needed a laugh, so I'm posting it here in the hopes it gives my one or two other readers a laugh as well. Btw, my father's name is Hunter. How appropriate.

"I hate to advocate weird chemicals, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone… but they’ve always worked for me." - Dr. Hunter S. Thompson

My dad is a cock.

A friend told me this morning that my dad has "forgotten love."

Bullocks! I say he never KNEW love, therefore how could he forget?

That's way too easy an excuse. It gives him far too much credit. It also assumes he has an actual heart beating in that concave blackened rotting hole of a cavity he calls a chest.

He's just a sad, pitiful bastard. Another dry drunk who can't (won't) take responsibility for his actions, his drinking, his utter lack of HUMAN-NESS.

He has spewed the ever running diarrhea from his mouth at me & my kid for the last time. I am not going to get sucked into his misery or his mean-spirited nastiness anymore. The last words that I'll ever direct his way (other than the words "Goodbye" when I finally leave CA forever) were last night when I told him he was the most selfish, self-absorbed person I'd ever known. That's it dad. That's the last words you're gonna get from me. Ever.

You shall reep what you sow old man. And I will feel not one iota of sorry for you. No guilt, no shame, no nothing. I sir, am done with you, for good.

The end.

I dream of Pinkberry

Seriously. I do. I can't get enough of it. It's the new crack craze in LA/OC. And now that we have two Pinkberry stores in LB, I want my crack as often as I can get it. All hail the Crack(errr,Pink)berry!

Alzheimer's SUCKS

Alzheimer's Bracelet - Anonymous

On my wrist I wear a bracelet
To help me think, pray and cope
Of the day I lost my mother
With Alzheimer's there's no hope
She was stripped of all her memory
Of a family she loved so
All her friends and loved ones
Didn't want to see her go
God had a special reason
To end her suffering and her pain
Heaven's gates flew wide open
Such an angel did He gain
Some of her many loved ones
Waited there with opened arms
She now has back her memory
And all her loving charms
Someday I will be thankful
For a cure from this disease
Until then, for Mama I will wear this bracelet
To put my mind at ease.

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My mom passed away on Tuesday July 24 2007, after an 11+ year battle w/ Alzheimer's Disease. She would have been 78 in August. I can't believe it's already been a week since she left this earth.

Mom, I miss you more than I can express.

Love forever,

Your Daughter

Doggie Heaven

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras

I once saw a movie called "What Dreams May Come" w/ Robin Williams... it is a good movie, but I'm remembering it today b/c in it, dogs get to go to heaven.

I believe this is true. Dogs are truly some of the most special creatures I've ever know & I cannot imagine a heaven without them, nor a G-d that would create such amazing creatures to deny them a place in heaven. In fact, I think dogs are more likely to be given entry than WE are.

Today, my 12 year old coon hound Marley and my 11 year old heeler Tango went to heaven. I know G-d is stroking their soft, unmarred fur. I know they are rolling in endless fields of green grass.

I can't stop crying. I know it will get better, but I feel as though I failed them somehow. Their last months should have been better, happier, soft & comfy, on my bed, & in my life the way it used to be before we moved in this house. They should have been w/ their pack (me & Dex) instead of sequestered in a small room and the yard, separated from us. It wasn't fair. And I hate my dad for it.

But I got to be there w/ them today when they both went to sleep, side by side. Tango first, then Marley. And I will forever be haunted by this last memory of them, their heads drooping, and then lying lifeless on the floor. But I am glad I wasn't a coward, I'm glad I held them and petted them as they left this earth. And I also know they will be watching over me & Dex forever... w/ Frasier, Jasper, Brandy, and Teresa by their side.

I love you my little doggie doodles. I hope you can forgive me for these past 4 months. Rest in peace. I'll see you again someday, please don't forget me okay?