July 2006

Dog OK

Shit the pellets. With some help from the doctor’s finger. Glad I didn’t have to be involved. yick.

Gonna have to keep the dog in a damned barrel. He’ll probably chew his way out of that.

After a long day

of conference calls, back pain, shuttling the squirming recalcitrant dog to the vet, forking over cash for Xrays, chasing the dog around the yard in search of pellet-filled poop, crawling around the house looking for every last pellet lest he eat more, and tilting at fucktards about the ignorance of global gore-ing, Percocet is your old buddy old pal. Specially with a beer.

I’ve just stumbled across this

National Center for Policy Analysis. It has some great articles. Most notably, the ones written by this guy RTWT.

Damn. Maybe someone else knew about this, but it’s the first I’m hearing. Actual science done by actual scientists.

This is also an excellent commentary

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