When do I get to graduate from hearty hugs to make-outs?! Seriously….
The view from the Ivory Tower
Tales of a frustrated academic.
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At a sports bar showing UFC, waitng for my brother’s Tom Petty/Johnny Cash cover band to start. It’s official: I’m in the Chicago burbs.
This is a picture of my dad (right) in junior high with his best friend Mike, in 1965. Just look at this picture and amaze in its awesomeness.
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I am trying to understand this area on a dog’s paw? What purpose does it serve? Imagine if you had a toe sticking out midway on your calf?
update: it is called the “carpal pad” above the “dewclaw”
Oh, canine anatomy.
It’s the equivalent to your heel (although on the forelimb). Dogs are ‘digitigrade’ meaning they are basically always walking on their tip-toes. So the wrist/heel is off the ground.
“It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again.”
Put the friggin’ lotion in the basket!
Mr. Rooney... Ed.
You are a beautiful man. I’d like to thank you for you warmth… and compassion.
Between grief, and nothing…I’ll take grief.
Sloane, dear.
That’s my dad. Gotta go.
We Are Douchebags
My question is, if you’re an ‘actor’ that can ‘play’ a douchebag this well, does that make you one?
Also, if a douchebag smells like Axe in the forest, does anyone punch him in the face?
You know what’s awesome?! Leaving for a trip and having most of the weight of your bag be work you’re bringing along.
