August Thingies

Hi friends,

Happy birthday to everyone that is celebrating their special day this month. Enjoy it while it last because time is a thief sometimes!

In the meantime, while I prepare my entire blog for this month, I leave you with these cool cookies our friends at https://www.instagram.com/sugardelightsbymonica/ baked for my dad. It's for his softball team and last I heard, their winning streak is out of this ballpark!

 
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We will update the blog when all of our August thingies get done! I hope everyone has a good week :)

Sincerely,

Linus

Camping to Big Sur and DMV headaches

Hi Friends!

Our 2nd post for this month comes a little later than anticipated. As you might imagine, my dad has been procrastinating every possible way and now our projects are backed up, placing our goals further out of reach. I was annoyed of his laziness and needed urgent medication for my little headaches he was causing. I feel so bad for his ex- girlfriends! How could they ever deal with him??!!! 

Why is he such a procrastinator? To really understand his procrastination habits, we need to travel back in time to the year c.1986.  At a young age, doctors diagnosed him with a large number of prokie manners. What the heck is this!? I’ll summarize. The dude is born and quickly realizes he is the baby, takes advantage of his position in the household, complains about anything and firmly believes he should be placed 1st for everything. After just one day in life, he begins to complain about milk being too thick for his puny esophagus and insists for a low-fat milk diet, BUT doctors recommend he starts with whole milk to supply nutrients to his frail body. He then chugs whole milk nonstop for almost 5 years, BUT whole milk is thick and needs to be broken down correctly in order for the tummy to function correctly. However, in his conditions, the lactase, a little strong enzyme in the small intestine, inhibits the triggering of neurons inside his body disallowing the messengers to flow freely to the base of his forebrain, the basal ganglia, and halt the construction of the upper region of the brain. This leads to a slower development of a fulfilling and normal childhood. Unaware of the increasing amount of lactase results in new bad routine habits and propagates light vomit symptoms requiring him to wear a bib till age 9. After years, he switches to the low diet he once dreamt of. The deficiencies of vitamins from the low-fat diet obligates him having to use a baby bottle until age 12. The baby bottle is primarily used in drinking lighter liquids to assist in the absorption throughout the selective membrane of his feeble body. Tantrums are also side effects that are cemented with him indefinitely. Not surprisingly, many studies have shown that the average child of this nature turn out "unstable" when they grow older. As you see, procrastination runs deep in his blood and we can also see where his annoying attitude may be derived from.

I am slowly losing my patience from his shortage of fast work ethics. Ironically, an extremely accurate depiction of my visit to the DMV last week.

But I wonder, why is it that employees at DMV portray an image of slothfulness?

Let us take a deeper look into this problem. By doing some basic number crunching, we immediately see Sammy Slowpoke's pay starts at $14ish/hr, and hustling 40hrs/week gives him about $2240/month. After taxes and the whole shebang, he receives almost no spendable income. Could this chump change possibly buy you an It's-It bar at your local liquor store?

Mmmm yummy!

Let’s not get wrapped up thinking of this and continue on. 

In addition to the peanuts they take home every month, they drive through many mental blocks and barriers each day.  

Here are listed some of the deets this job entails:

  • Expectations to be at work on the dot. Limited interruptions and working like a machine to produce 100% results with no questions asked. Make sure to bring some oil to keep that machine running smoothly, Tommy Turtle!
  • Standing for 8 hours and getting yelled at by customers who think you are supposed to bend the rules for them because they waited too long to renew a tag or pay "unfair" extra fees. "Let us complain and see if we can waive the fee! Life is so unfair!"
  • No work-life balance. No time to make extra cash by selling cookies in front of Safeway! It’s possible to compete against those darn girl scouts!
  • No room for advancement. I guess I'm stuck filing papers all my life? 
  • No real training and probation for 1 year! “Termination with no explanation” is the motto at DMV. Unless you volunteer for overtime…For.the.rest.of.your.life! 
  • Very rude and stressful people with infinite mood swings and lack of composer wanting you to paint the perfect picture. “I'll bite your ear off you Vincent VanGough wannabe!"
  • No mercy for those in need of assistance. Please help, Katie Know-it-All!
  • Managers don’t have a clue how to run the system. "Listen Sammy Sloth, I need to stretch and warm up before I start running this ok!”

Even more interesting is the fact that these job stressors are a major contributor of 120,000 deaths each year and cost U.S. businesses up to $190 billion in health care costs, with the biggest toll on minorities and people with less education.

However, to all things in life, there are pros and cons and especially working in such a glamorous establishment. The plus side? Breaks, lunches, and the end of the shift…

I will avoid all cost to visit the DMV ever again unless someone put a gun to my little paws. Maybe purchasing AAA insurance to benefit from their DMV services is a better road to take. 

Speaking of road, my dad took a motorcycle trip to Big Sur with FirstOption Frank and left me alone again.

Here is what he had to say about his trip. 


Linus, 

Boo boo, before we start on our journey I want you to know that if anything happens to me, you can eat all the snacks you want, pee all over the house and drive everyone nuts. You deserve it, buddy.

The last time I took a camping trip I was in 8th grade, and I was excited to experience everlasting memories. However, when scary stories were told of creatures coming out at night to hunt for food, I kinda wet my pants. I was already dreading this camping trip before I even packed! I presume humans count as food right? Maybe not the best tasting meat but I always wondered, would they eat me alive or would they kill me first and then eat me? I was confused and I was terrified. In addition, I jumped into a river from a swing attached to a big tree trunk thinking I can conquer the water but I almost drowned :( Not the best camping experience but I was motivated to start over and make it a better one.

We began our spontaneous trip with little preparation. Finicky Frank’s bike was well equipped for a journey of this kind and mine was kinda lacking in the horsiepower department but I kept optimistic thoughts. We were excited about our trip and well on our way to Big Sur. Less than half a mile from our departure point, I notice my bike struggling to keep idle. I was a bit concerned but nothing to panic about. I observed for any potential leaks, breakage or missing parts and then I find this…

I had no idea what this cable operated but we were determined to continue our trip no matter what bumps and bruises we faced. I re-attached the cable and miraculously, like the roughest hot knife in the world cutting effortless through butter, it worked like a charm! 

We chose highway 1 for a fun, filled twisty day of riding.

Photo Credit to MotorCyclist.

Photo Credit to MotorCyclist.

As we drove on highway 1, we were very appreciative of the beautiful landscape this enticing freeway provided to our virgin eyes. This stretch of the highway included windy roads, mountains full of trees and ocean views that allured even the most aquaphobia creatures in the world. But the day was getting short and we needed to find coverage fast. My hands weren't tired, my lower back was getting stronger and the bike, although working like it should most of the trip, was still putting away, with the forecast of many more problems to persist the following morning. I smelled bad things coming our way. Or was it just the dead skunks? Who knows!

As we were approaching the campsite, late at night with a little drizzle in front of us, I took a small tumble when my front wheel slipped on some oily marks from the cars on the freeway. Luckily for me, I was wearing all my gear, but still took a bit of a bang. My blue motorcycle jeans and white undershirt took some damage but all was good.

 
 

I was hurt….My pride was hurt, especially after riding for so long and failed to avoid this newbie mistake. My bike, Elena, was hurting bad during the fall and was leaking some oil beside the engine case. I couldn't help but think I was stuck for the rest of my life here in the wilderness. What to eat? I don't know how to hunt. What to do here? I can't stare at trees all day long. Would I ever see you again? I will admit, for about 22 seconds I was a bit excited, but I would still miss you and the joy and light you bring to me every day. After taking a deep breath, I soon realized I was exaggerating in my tiny stumble and everything was going to be OK. I guess you have never felt the feeling of the world crashing down on you have you, Linus? 

This experience was nothing to be proud of but Fearful Frank quickly grew courage and helped me get up and we continued our ride to the campground. 

Apparently, I did something to upset someone and had just enough bad luck shooting my way. The attack of the beady eyed was soon afoot. As I tried to ride off the adrenaline of my first real “fall” and trying my best to see through the darkness of my fogged old crusty visor, with turbulent winds pushing me left and right like a rag doll, a possum dove for my front wheel!

For those of you that have never encountered a possum, let me describe this particular one for you. With two black beady eyes that wish death and destruction on all those unfortunate enough to make deep eye contact, and four long jagged teeth lining the front of a snarling hissing mouth, the possum is the most rat-like and most awful of the marsupials. The cutest marsupial? The Koala bear obviously.

The sharp claws of the possum clash across any surface it passes over and though the gentle, soft alluring white and black fur may fool you into perceived cuteness, the lengthy whip of its pinkish tail, like an angered rattle snake, tells the true story. He or she must have been a footish and a halfish long or so, which may not seem threatening, but when they're darting for your front tire and seem to have been born out of thin air, they can be pretty terrifying.

Possums can be cute, don't get me wrong. This one, at this time of the day, was not.

So in these less than optimal conditions, immediately after a small fall when I certainly wasn't at my best, this traitor of a marsupial ran directly for me. Without hesitating, I grabbed my front brake, which I shouldn't have, but it gave enough time that this little attempted accident-instigator turned around and ran off for his life. I was later told by my Frightened Frank that he must have been within inches of my wheel. It certainly wasn't an experience I was hoping for on my first motorcycle journey. 

But we got to the campground safe and sound! And no problems for Elena the following morning!

 
 

All in all, mornings couldn't be more beautiful here at Pfeiffer Big Sur SP.

 
 

Wow, dad, you are crazy for sure but I still like you. 

 
 

A great boring story too.

So to sum it up:

  • You kinda suck at riding
  • Your bike kinda sucks too
  • A possum almost killed you? 
  • Your buddy, Fresh Frank or whatever his name is, is also afraid like you
  • And it almost got too late? A bit confused

Anyway,  my dad came back with all limbs intact, teeth sort of straight and a brain a little more messed up before the trip but he still knows where he lives.

We had a little discussion afterwards that went something like this.....

Bozzo Dad - "Linus, I was so scared that a bear would come at night and destroy our tents, eat our food and possibly eat us. Wish you were there to protect us"

Me - "Dad, In recent years there has only been 1.25 killings from bears in any campsite around the US of A. There was nothing to worry about and you would have rested if you actually read some statistics about camping. But if you were so afraid, I would have suggested that you please make it a habit of not leaving your trash outside just like you do in your room to avoid any alarming situations"

Bozzo Dad- "I suppose you are right. Next time I'll be sure to ask for your advice or bone up on some camping material. We also made a fire and roasted marshmallows. I will admit, it was difficult to start a darn fire but we finally got it going! I got a great deal too! $20 for firewood and Fabiola, the camp host, mentioned it has a burning time of 5min or so,  just enough time to roast my bag of 11 marshmallows :)"

Me - "If you think that's a good deal, seek medical attention now. Also, the firewood comes with an assisted starter that kinda looks like a hamburger patty. That would have made your life much easier but then again, I don't expect you to know these things. "

Bozzo Dad - "Wow! Really? I saw the fire starter hamburger patty look-a-like but I thought it accidentally fell inside the bag from someone actually cooking real hamburger patties. I tossed it along the river hoping the bear could eat it! Ooops. But I suppose I didn't have to worry of any creature eating us after swallowing the firestarter! hehehe"

Me - "Dawwg, you sure we are blood related?"

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.That is all for now! Keep an eye out for more stories next month. The new exhaustive backyard fixtures, dad joins a softball team, snacks from around the world and I reflect on my puppy school days! 

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Shave your legs and cut my hair already!

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Me want the ball! Throw it!

Sincerely,

Linus

4th of July

Hello Friends,

Happy Independence day to the US of A! 241 long years since we freed ourself from the bullying British Empire. Freedom! I hope everyone enjoys their time with loved ones and watches some cool fireworks! 

I will be back next week with updates on a few things that have been running in my little mind. 

Sincerely, 

Linus 

Happy Birthday!

Final Update!

Alrighty! The final update from our B-Day week is finally done. Did it take us almost an entire month? Wow, incredibly upsetting and utterly ashamed.

Firstly, we took an escape journey to the beach to avoid the beginning of the sultry summer heat. Visiting the beach and absorbing some cooler weather was much needed especially after the scorching 100 degrees inside our old shoddy home. I love the beach but strong rip currents scare me, mostly the freezing temperature of the water. It paralyzes my wittle paws! And according to "Beach Doggies For Life", 3 doggies die each year of drowning. Recent studies have also shown that black doggies have a higher probability to drown because naturally, they are bad swimmers. I am so scared! I tell my dad that I don't ever want to be a statistic in any study :(

Love digging away!

 
 

Upon returning from our mini trip to the beach, I was thrilled to see what my dad had bought me. One of my many favorite desserts, Cake! My love, my passion, my kryptonite. My jaw shakes and my feet tremble when I see any cake and I go bazurks! Ok, maybe I exaggerated a little or a lot, but it definitely is one of my favorites.  In fact, I suggest my name be "cake pop"  but my dad highly recommended I should think twice whenever I ask for something ever again. I am not sure why because I am full of great ideas! 

I want my cake

 
 

He got me the weak tasting cakes at Pet Smart. Now, I am not saying Pet Smart sucks, only a little, but there are definitely juicier cakes out there. A little upsetting but I'll forgive him. I was hoping he bought me the ones they sell at the mall. About $25 a pop, 5 inches and get devoured with a blink of an eye. Yup! those are the cakes I am talking about! I am going to make him go broke :( 

 
 
 
 

"My peanut butter chocolate cake with Kool-Aid" Whatt???

Remember this guy? Little anthropomorphic pitcher mascot?? "Oh yeah!"

For those of you not aware of the damage that Kool-Aid can make, It's true, the colors in this drink can stain your cloth! The plus side is they can be used as dye for hair or wool(Kinda wish I could dye my hair a different color to swim better!) So you pay 1 price for 2 products! Sort of.... Awesome! But poor little sheep :(

And my dad was and still excited his team won. They were able to defeat their nemesis with a 2-1 score and become champions once again. Intense, nail biting and nerve racking game but they came out on top when the final whistle blew. He has been wearing his jersey every day and he smells terrible! (Disgusting)

I dont blame him, even Obama is a fan :) 

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No surprise I got 15lbs worth of tennis balls either.

 
 
 
 

Got these new "Hyper" balls. What are they insinuating here? mmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

 
 
 
 
 
 

Keep an eye out for July. We hope to finally have our product finished and start building something!

That is all for now, my dad went for a motorcycle ride and left me alone. He said he will be back with a surprise! I can't wait!

 
 

You know, I doubt if you can feel it like I do. But
When I think about the things that I've gone through,
Like, well for instance, if I have a girlfriend and
She misuses me, and I go home at night, maybe I'm
Lonely, well not maybe, I am lonely...

I hope everyone has a good week! :)

Sincerely, Linus

Update #2

What a hectic week it has been for us! I am struggling to find time to do anything and the days are winding down too fast! Wait till you find out what I got my dad for Father's day! My dad has been procrastinating in sending my B-Day pics that I will have to steal his phone and do it myself. I apologize on behalf of his lazy bum. Check back this week for the definitive final updates of our B-Day and we can finally move on forward to interesting and better things!

Update #1

I apologize for taking so long in showing everyone what I got for my birthday last week! My dad took my Ipaw away and told me we need to focus if we want to bring our project to life in July.  We have been working on our motorcycle too and that has been taking longer than what we thought! And I don't know if my dad knows what he is doing! I see him banging his head on the wall, looking at what screw goes where and I've seen tons of spare leftover parts.  What a little bozzo!

He took almost half of the motorcycle apart and he is asking if I know how to put it back together. 

I am over here just watching and listening to him talk to himself. I know exactly how to put it back together but I am not telling because I haven't had any snacks lately. 

We like to start our day with some Mahmut remixes to dive into a state of mind never seen before. I see myself playing with 1,000 puppies :)

Anyway, we hope to have update #2 for everyone by Sunday at the latest. I hope everyone has a good week :)

 
 

Hi everyone!

It's our birthday! I am so happy dad and I get the chance to share our birthday because we can look forward to something special every year. Considering I've been a bad boy lately, I didn't think he would buy me anything, but I sneaked into his room and found a surprise!

However, the surprise will have to wait for all of us because this whole week we were swamped with "work". I'll update this post in the next few days and add much more in detail. In the meant time, here is a glimpse of our early birthday celebration. 

We got a little surprise visit from our long time friend! I was intrigued how she was able to get to our house since she is a mermaid, so she says :0. I couldn't see how she could swim so far without running out of air or getting thirsty for some fluids. But she made it.  

 
 

She drove from such a far place to visit me! We weren't the only ones receiving something special either! She recently graduated and her dad got her a new car as a gift. Double whammy! Nice. I wish my dad bought me a new car but he is kinda cheap. I love car rides! 

They took a trip to Panther Beach in Santa Cruz. He mentioned it was some "nude" beach and sometimes you see people wandering around without clothes! How true is this? I am not sure because I have never been there to see it myself! SC locals are quite interesting and different so I don't have any doubt it's true. He said he would take me next time but told me not to get big ideas once we get there because they wouldn't happen. Not sure what he was talking about but he said, "No bad doggies allowed!!". 

 
 

Ok dad! I tell him that he better watch himself before he wrecks himself.

 
 

Frankly, I think my dad is a little out of it. He was acting very strange and I wanted to see what was going on. I sneaked into his room and I saw him fidgeting lots of green herbs in his hands. After about 10 minutes, he compressed them into a pill form and shoved it up his mouth. I thought he was a goat or a sheep for a second but not even those munchkins eat so much green. Suddenly, without any noticed he turned around, pointed at me and stared into my eyes saying "Get back bad boy, close your eyes and watch me" Excuse me??? He began to move in funky ways. I could not believe my eyes....I was startled and in awe. I was the ardent student of the arduous effort he was displaying. 

 
 

What a character! He started moving and contorting his body in ways I had never seen before. For a minute, I was worried but he made it out safe from wherever his mind was.

He also likes some of the strangest music. Then again, he thinks we are at the peak point of Sturgeons Law in the music industry. He only spews random thoughts of it but I don't think he knows a lot about music.

"Bombs over Linus, bombs over Linus" - Outkast remix

And 50 cents remix

"Go, go, go, shorty (That's me!)
It's your birthday (Yes it is!)
We gon' party like it's yo birthday (You know it!))
We gon' sip water like it's your birthday (I love water!)
And you know we don't give a duck (A duck?)
It's not your birthday!" (But it is my birthday!??)

I like how they made those 2 remixes for me :)

Turning 1 year older made me think of this song too. Growing up has definitely made me saner and plainer. I think that may be a good thing too. My dad is plain and basic. Basic Billy, I call him sometimes.

 
 

Not so long ago we started to retrace our memory and re-discover bands we once listened to. Mostly indie music from artist like Interpol, Arcade Fire, and many others. I like to wiggle my wittle tail when dad plays this song.

 
 

However, I think this is one of their better songs. For some very odd reason, it opens my eyes to see destiny in a clearer view. After all, It's important to know where you've been but where you're going is more important. I suppose that's why the windshield is so big and the rear view mirror so small. 

 
 

And Ruthless Rose was nice enough to get me flowers and a new display for my doghouse. 

 
 

But our mermaid over here swooped on the flower as soon as we got distracted. I hope RR never finds out! But hey, she is helping us make our room a jungle....I'll tell you about that later!

 
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Swooped on his hat too!

"You want this plant Linus? Ok! I will buy you whatever you want little guy". Little guy huh? Mmmm I think you should watch your mouth little girl! :P

 
 

And this was me earlier when I made them play with me for about 2hrs. I was exhausted by the end of our play session and full of debris in my face after tasting everything in our backyard!

Sincerely,

Linus