Thursday, December 01, 2005

i miss my dog

 












OK, so he isnt really "my" dog, but i miss him like he WAS my dog. No, he didnt die; his lame-ass owner got mad at me, and his way of punishing me is to not let me see Smoochie anymore. How fucked up is that? Why am I thinking about Smoochie Poochie? Because, as big as he is (125 BIG pounds) he is afraid of the wind, and it is windy2day. So just wondering if it is windy where he lives and how he is doing. Is it windy where you live? Who's comin' down the streets of the city? Smiling at everybody he/she meets...Hey, this is the second consecutive day i have not been able 2 access my time and date button on this blog. What up? Better get some tech support up in here. OK, dog lovers. Love ya. Posted by Picasa

9 comments:

sasha said...

oh my god, i'm so sorry. what a cruel thing to do to such a loving person (and such a big dog).

Mr.Mr. said...

man don't bogart that spliff
wher my 4:20 at?

Rich said...

luci, i TOLT u i caint get there...my time button is gone. bastards.

Mr.Mr. said...

furst duh fake bloggr promos now duh blog pleece. iz nuttin sacrud?

chicago said...

does anybody really care wut time it is?

austin j said...

missing you guys and andy won't answer?

Rich said...

austin j...iz dat u, pelitera? :-) yeah luke is on the down-low lately as far as communication goes. dass da way he is sometimes, right? when yer rite yer rite, am i right?

austin j said...

ya itz me....pelitera .Iwish to come there and see ya'll.. wee nights at th port is awfully painful.....still painting away...j

Rich said...

austin, come in please. u r painting paintings, or painting houses? or both? i am going 2c the chuck close in sf. show is up thru feb 28. love hearing from u.