so my sister's dog bit pater...2 puncture wounds on her right arm...lacerations on both. they weren't deep but we went to the ER anyway just to be safe (despite much protest from the patester) was probably the shortest ER visit ever...we couldn't of been there for more than an hour. luckily, peachy, our resident physician's asst., was already home to provide first aid and was kind enough to drive us to the hospital. doc said to just let it drain, did some irrigation and gave her a tetanus shot, a script for antibiotics and sent her on her way. our dog park friends, stephen (pronounced steeeeeeve) and karen (pronounced kkkkkkaaaren, like a sleazy bo-hunk) came by the hospital and took us out for ice cream (coldstone, of course). we even walked all the dogs together when we got back...if she wanted to kill the dog, i would have let her. i told my sister that if he even looks at me wrong, i'll deliver the dog to her in ziplock bags. dog is going home tomorrow...and they better rush their asses.

i think i'm going to take a mini vacation halloween weekend...can't say where yet though involve parties are already i the know. OK...so know i'm like the only trashcan sinatras fan in the tri-state area...but if any of you know anyone who would like to go for free---LMK. i'll go by m'self if need be but wouldn't want to. check out their site for a sample. so yalitza, one of the exes, called last nite...she works for jet blue now (read, must get the hookup AHORA!!). and she told me that she's expecting and a wedding a la shotgun is in the works...the dude is filipino (read, his parents are going to kill him) and apparently, i started the trend for her being into the flips (read, anyone interested in dating a flip, email AHORA!!) playing poker this weekend...which also means, calling all poker players!! we need to play again soon...my house--either tourney style hold-em or old fashioned dealer's call--whatever!!! anyone catch that world series of poker last nite? i missed the final table, but EPSN 1 thru 5094 will be putting on heavy rotation for sure.

does is feel like thursday anyone?

so i'm babysitting my sis' dog, miyoki. howz it goin' you ask? well, first day was fine, next day---i get a call at work from the roommates sayin that he's going crazy and won't let them leave the apt. peachy got bit and taylor was trapped in his room a la panic room. i told them to just ignore him, tell him to stay in a stern voice and just leave.i found out from the peachster that taylor was yelling and barking at the dog the whole time---no wonder the dog was upset--the last thing u do w/ a scared dog is antagonize it by barking back...of course when i got home, he was barking up a storm and i just put my hands up and called him and he came over---no problemo. then he hung out w/ the other dogs at the run---i even had all dogs in my apt last nite (read, pater was not feeling well) w/o incident.

just call me...the dog whisperer.

so he's here for one more nite, and i win the wager w/ my sis about being able to socialize the dog w/ others, why? please see above. i am a dog...i mean god.

holy shit...hans is on IM. ok. bye.

OMG. i feel like i'm going to pass out right now...not from being drunk mind you, though i'm heavily buzzed at the moment. for the last 5 hours and change, a handful of us were engaged at butchering every good song known to man at the congee village tonite!! my rendition of creep was superduper spectacular and ended the evening w/ a little ob-la-di, ob-la-da...the food, i can't remember it was good or not--i'm sure it was good but after a lot of jack and cokes, i really didnt' care. happy graduation to peachy the roommate and elaine (please bang on a glass door and yell ELAINE!!!) her friend---awesome partay!!