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I just nudged a buttload of people. Yo, my bad. Hey, I miss you guys.

RANT MODE=ON

A standout season has done plenty to calm the controversy surrounding quarterback Michael Vick. But President Obama's praise of the Philadelphia Eagles for giving the convicted dogfighter a second chance has brought new energy to an old firestorm.

You know, if you say anything about Michael Vick, you are asking for a major flaming. Seriously. There is very little middle ground when discussing all the circumstances surrounding him.

Well, flame on, says I. Go right ahead. Have a weenie roast while you're at it.

Outside of making a case against yourself, projecting your issues onto the wider stage and basically using a public figure to make your personal arguments, this isn't doing a single dog any good, making Vick another dollar or bringing a football team any more publicity that it could do all on its own.

There are a lot of people who think Vick should be killed for what he did.

That's not an option.

That he shouldn't be making a dime off his chosen profession. (Tonya Harding, anyone?)

People want to get paid, folks. Also, off the table.

He's never going to get another chance to do it again, guys. Let alone want to, need to or be any party to a single dogfight ever again. You remember that warning about your life only serving to be a warning to others? Yeah. That.

I doubt I'd walk across the street to tell him this, though. Nope, don't want to.

The dogs that survived the experience - which normally, would have been put down 'as a matter of policy' if they had been in Los Angeles? Jim Gorant wrote a book on them. 49 out of 51 are homed, often within families. Amazing. (But not altogether so if you know anything about the breed. Pibbles are incredible.)

We are giving the dogs more opportunity for rehabilitation than we are the people involved. Don't you think that's a little uneven? At least?

You want to castigate Vick, go right ahead. While you're at it, call out the people who run puppy mills for profit, okay? (My personal peeve.)

Find some money for the local shelter. All the ones near me - and all the rescues - are so impacted it's beyond reason.

It's easy to vilify Vick. So easy. It's harder to do something useful, going forward. Why, that would be WORK, for crying out loud.

So have your entertainment at the expense of a public figure who is clearly identified, tried and convicted (but served his time - more than I would have expected, but that's a story for another day) for things that are a matter of public record, and are not discussed around children. That awful.

Go for it.

When you're done? Do something useful with the time you have left over. Thanks.

RANT MODE=OFF

I just nudged a buttload of people. Yo, my bad. Hey, I miss you guys.

RANT MODE=ON

A standout season has done plenty to calm the controversy surrounding quarterback Michael Vick. But President Obama's praise of the Philadelphia Eagles for giving the convicted dogfighter a second chance has brought new energy to an old firestorm.

You know, if you say anything about Michael Vick, you are asking for a major flaming. Seriously. There is very little middle ground when discussing all the circumstances surrounding him.

Well, flame on, says I. Go right ahead. Have a weenie roast while you're at it.

Outside of making a case against yourself, projecting your issues onto the wider stage and basically using a public figure to make your personal arguments, this isn't doing a single dog any good, making Vick another dollar or bringing a football team any more publicity that it could do all on its own.

There are a lot of people who think Vick should be killed for what he did.

That's not an option.

That he shouldn't be making a dime off his chosen profession. (Tonya Harding, anyone?)

People want to get paid, folks. Also, off the table.

He's never going to get another chance to do it again, guys. Let alone want to, need to or be any party to a single dogfight ever again. You remember that warning about your life only serving to be a warning to others? Yeah. That.

I doubt I'd walk across the street to tell him this, though. Nope, don't want to.

The dogs that survived the experience - which normally, would have been put down 'as a matter of policy' if they had been in Los Angeles? Jim Gorant wrote a book on them. 49 out of 51 are homed, often within families. Amazing. (But not altogether so if you know anything about the breed. Pibbles are incredible.)

We are giving the dogs more opportunity for rehabilitation than we are the people involved. Don't you think that's a little uneven? At least?

You want to castigate Vick, go right ahead. While you're at it, call out the people who run puppy mills for profit, okay? (My personal peeve.)

Find some money for the local shelter. All the ones near me - and all the rescues - are so impacted it's beyond reason.

It's easy to vilify Vick. So easy. It's harder to do something useful, going forward. Why, that would be WORK, for crying out loud.

So have your entertainment at the expense of a public figure who is clearly identified, tried and convicted (but served his time - more than I would have expected, but that's a story for another day) for things that are a matter of public record, and are not discussed around children. That awful.

Go for it.

When you're done? Do something useful with the time you have left over. Thanks.

RANT MODE=OFF

"I'm running a little late."

Jim has rescued a chihuahua from Torrance Blvd, tried to find its owner...failed...and said dog is now in our backyard.

Fondly dubbed "Goober" for the time being.

He's going to take the camera home and try to make some fliers after lunch.

I don't need to say how NOT we're zoned for another animal right now? Right.

And you think I'M NICE.

*sniggers*

Instant 10-year-old. Just add kitten.

Goku's placement. He came by last night to get him.

*sniffle*

Instant 10-year-old. Just add kitten.

Goku's placement. He came by last night to get him.

*sniffle*

Can't come soon enough.

Aeka's placement fell through - she's too tiny, too skitty-kitty for the household with a big Rottie and a two-year-old. Three hours after leaving, they brought her back. Good thing she's the one with three interested parties - let's see if any of the others have a quieter household. She'll grow out of the skitty stuff - but she's the littlest of the bunch, and it shows.

Five minutes cuddling with Jim, and she was A-OK again.

I'm trying to remember my first impressions of the first shuttle flight. I remember being on the team to name the first one Enterprise - and that was back in my teen years. All those flights - all that time - and I remember when there was a General Dynamics in Pomona that worked on part of it. That's now a discount mall. Yup. Where there were engineers and progress, (and massive overbilling) there are now cheap schlocky crap made in China shops. Do you think things have changed that much that we can't support a space program anymore? YA THINK?

It's sad. But if they are done with the shuttles, I am not surprised. Columbia belonged in a museum.

Certainly longer than the Apollo missions. Longer than the Saturn V rockets.

So ready for the next thing. Only issue? It mostly likely won't be a public project, or even American.

We did it well, though. Did, that is.

*sigh*

And it does help to live in a blue state.

Called the folks over at Animal Birth Control in Lomita to see what it's going to cost to alter this brood - and discovered that I have access to financial aid.

Actors and Others for Animals is kicking in $55 towards the total cost of the job.

That's one hell of a phone call.

And it does help to live in a blue state.

Called the folks over at Animal Birth Control in Lomita to see what it's going to cost to alter this brood - and discovered that I have access to financial aid.

Actors and Others for Animals is kicking in $55 towards the total cost of the job.

That's one hell of a phone call.

I'm staying up to call a vendor in Germany tonight. Boss finally had enough with trying to go back and forth on email - first time in a long time that he's had anything to really be upset with me about.

I've only been trying to get one document tested for all of this year. The last test, I had to wait twelve days for a reply. Normally, one would expect something within 48 hours. Uh uh. Not these guys.

Goobers. It's not been a good day.

Oh. Chocolate Peppermint Stick Luna bars are almost as good as peppermint whores. Just wanted you to know.

And another thing?

Adoption lamp is out. They're all placed (assuming the vet wants Aeka). Goku got his placement today.

Now, to get through August. Whee.

Jim blew the rank. It's one of the veterinarians that's interested in our little tortie. Keep your fingers crossed -

It also looks like we'll have enough time to get the kitten shot series completed before we take them up to Seattle. Now, the question is how soon we can alter.

Baths/Advantage? Friday.

I could have sworn Goku would have gone first - he is prime cat material if I ever met it. You want personality? He's your kitty.

Okay, back to the rest of my life. Now in progress....