Friday, July 24, 2015 -( 17˚C / 63˚F – ‘Overcast’ with bits of blue sky peeking through, and rain forecast here on the corner of Eternity and Karmic Boulevard in Atlantic Canada @ 3:13 pm Atlantic Time )-
& Yesterday I found some old photos from 2007 and 2008 on a hard drive I thought had dropped dead on us.
The day I was sworn in as a dual citizen of Canada and the other place 😉 we got a call from the Gatineau, Quebec animal shelter saying Jassper was healthy (and our check cleared) and we could go pick him up. So On December 6th, 2007 – after Judge Cockburn (who looked like he was probably related to Bruce – the Canadian singer/songwriter of “The Trouble With Normal is it always gets worse” and “If I Had A Rocket Launcher -“) swore me and a large room full of others into Canadian Citizenship we drove across a bridge and around a corner and picked up the then gangly Labrador Hair Bomb of a ‘puppy horse’ – who now weighs 125 US pounds – and of course he peed all over the floor in sheer bliss. The shelter had named him ‘Jake’ [ after the black Lab who was a hero at the twin towers after the dark forces blew them up by remote control and tried to start a couple wars by blaming it on Islamic ‘terrorists’ who could not have flown their way anywhere near that kind of precision if their souls depended on it. ] [ When we know who the Real terrorists are – don’t we? ] – Anyway, he didn’t respond well to being called ‘Jake’ so I dreamed he told me his name was ‘Gaspar’ ( He was born in Montreal ) ( and knows we’re serious when we bark at him “Assis-Toi!” in French. ) I told Cathi about the dream and she and her son wrote down several variations of ‘Gaspar’ and sat there and called him by each one until he smiled, wagged his tail and became happily animated when they called him “Jassper” – and probably sent them the ESP message, “I get some food for this, right?”
— One of my favourite Pisces cousins 😉 has been razzing me lately because every time I tried to change my ‘effbook’ profile picture I wasn’t smiling.
Well- Dang! In today’s political climate, If you’re smiling you look like your twisting a dagger in some good person’s back – cheating Veterans out of their promised health care for fun and profit – blowing up landmarks and killing thousands of innocent civilians to further your dark ops objective of enslaving your own people for fun and profit – or something evil like that there-
But Lori had a point and I went looking for a decent photo of me smiling and this one almost qualifies- I think.
And my best guess is that this was a web cam photo when I was testing a new web cam. I also have another web cam photo that might have been from our previous web cam, or this one in bad lighting, that should explain why I mentioned my relief at not having an Orange Cat supervising my web efforts in the photo’s caption.
I should probably quit while I’m ahead. This already took about an hour longer than I thought it would. – Yarking dogs and complaining cats and phones ringing off the hook and all that usual nonsense included. 😉
~~~~~ Jim -( @ 4:14 pm )-