Friday, March 16, 2012

Soapboxes and Other Items

I'm listening to "Bread Radio" on Pandora.  Magic.  John Denver, Air Supply, and other dentist office inspired artists make for a kick ass work day mix to jam to.


I flew in late from Buffalo (where I last spotted Red Wings ex-coach Scotty Bowman) so I opted to work from hom today.  Plus, I think I have a sinus cold or allergies-- my nose is running like a faucet and my ears keep popping?  A cure for this minor ailment is a day at home with the dog and Bread Radio (while in sweatpants).

To make the most of this work-from-home day, I decided Kasia's nails must be cut first thing.  PetSmart has their Grooming Clinic open early, so we hit up Dunkin Donuts for an iced tea and 1 munchkin for my furry mammal friend (which she licked clean, then ate).  PetSmart is lovely early in the morning.  No crazy dog people.... however, no puppies either :(  Boo.

Anyhoo, Kasia got her weave snapped and ears cleaned.  No more clickies on the kitchen floor.  Now, if I could just track down her best pal Sadie a.k.a. Delores for a play date.  We have a 4 hour car ride this afternoon and I want Kasia tired. 

One quick item-- the route to PetSmart passes a health clinic/doctor's office.  Every single day, there are picketers outside with Anti-Abortion signs.  Seriously?  Like standing outside of this doctor's office with ridiculous signs is going to keep a woman from exercising her American right to get an abortion.  Ignorant fucks.  Plus, I bet 96% of the chics going inside are getting birth control pills or an exam. 

People that picket such places have never been in the situation where abortion was considered.  Seriously-- these are the same people that preach anti-gay remarks yet don't know any gay people.  I guess the bottom line is that if women and men in velcro shoes and fanny packs want to sit outside of this particular clinic and picket, go for it.  Just don't be upset if I drive by and throw a warm bag of shit on you.

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