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I really enjoyed watching him on Top Chef. Of course, I'm still back on season 9, so I have 5.5 more seasons to watch.
I read his book in 2000 so I’ve been a fan for a very long time. He had a most unique and compelling writers voice.
You can’t learn that.
It’s as individual as a fingerprint.

He’s been candid about his personal demons over the years, but I’ve been rooting for him all along.
Really sad for him. And full of sincere sympathy to his friends and family.
I was so hoping he would be one of the ones who made it.
 
I read his book in 2000 so I’ve been a fan for a very long time. He had a most unique and compelling writers voice.
You can’t learn that.
It’s as individual as a fingerprint.

He’s been candid about his personal demons over the years, but I’ve been rooting for him all along.
Really sad for him. And full of sincere sympathy to his friends and family.
I was so hoping he would be one of the ones who made it.

I read his book too and liked it...it was a pretty realistic view of the restaurant business and the people in it. I liked him. He did have a very unique voice.

Depression sucks, mental illness sucks. :(
 
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So guys, I am popping in here illegally while at work (it's deadly boring--I just ordered $100 worth of dog vaccines off of Foster and Smith). Good morning and happy Friday!! Love ya's, my Squatchies!

So Dobby is still hanging in there, crooked neck and all. She's been chilling in her hospital crate. I've been feeding her scrambled eggs, NutriDrench, electrolytes, and lots of mealworms. She actually has a decent appetite.

Like I used to tell my veterinary clients, I am being "cautiously optimistic." ") Take it day by day, either she'll pull through or she won't--and I have a can of starter fluid in case she goes downhill. Keep your fingers crossed.... :fl
 
I have a (sorta) funny story. Yesterday I get home and my husband says "something terrible happened!" and he looked kinda freaked out. Of course my freaking heart almost stopped! cuz I thought something happened to one of the dogs (or chickens--it's messed up, but I don't even think it would be about a people, I think it's about a pet, lol).

So I'm like WHAT?!! and he launches into this long-winded story, I'm like WTF, are my animals OK?! (they are.) So, he lets the dogs out the back door into the yard (no, little Emma the PugChi didn't get eaten by a hawk). A chipmunk runs across the yard, and faster than taters, Penny (part Jack Russell, a ratter) snatches it up and runs away with it in her mouth. So, Emma jumps up in her face, growls at it, steals it out of Penny's mouth, and is tearing around the yard with it. Bucco, the big dumb Pit Bull, is just sitting there watching. Joe starts screaming like a girl--because he is afraid of dead animals--and is yelling DROP IT DROP IT do you want a cookie??!!! Until the stupid dog drops it on the back porch.

So Joe (my big manly Italian) is like "Please get rid of it, I can't look at it" in this girly voice. So I go out, pet it (it's dead, but I like chipmunks), pick it up by the tail, and swing it over the fence into the woods....and the end of the tail comes off in my hand.

Cue to Joe screaming, and me peeing my pants laughing. He is such a WUSS.
 
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Oh SNAP!!!!

Joe just scored a little coop/run that someone put out on the side of the road for garbage day! It looks fine, just needs bleach and a coat of paint. Score!!!!!

I'm gonna see if I can somehow upload a picture of it. I am so happy! I'm not a garbage picker at all, but he sent me a pic and I was like "Turn around NOW and get it before someone else does." Yeahhh!!!!

Check it out, I just was able to upload the pic. It looks pretty decent, right? Can't argue with FREE!! :wee
 
I have a (sorta) funny story. Yesterday I get home and my husband says "something terrible happened!" and he looked kinda freaked out. Of course my freaking heart almost stopped! cuz I thought something happened to one of the dogs (or chickens--it's messed up, but I don't even think it would be about a people, I think it's about a pet, lol).

So I'm like WHAT?!! and he launches into this long-winded story, I'm like WTF, are my animals OK?! (they are.) So, he lets the dogs out the back door into the yard (no, little Emma the PugChi didn't get eaten by a hawk). A chipmunk runs across the yard, and faster than taters, Penny (part Jack Russell, a ratter) snatches it up and runs away with it in her mouth. So, Emma jumps up in her face, growls at it, steals it out of Penny's mouth, and is tearing around the yard with it. Bucco, the big dumb Pit Bull, is just sitting there watching. Joe starts screaming like a girl--because he is afraid of dead animals--and is yelling DROP IT DROP IT do you want a cookie??!!! Until the stupid dog drops it on the back porch.

So Joe (my big manly Italian) is like "Please get rid of it, I can't look at it" in this girly voice. So I go out, pet it (it's dead, but I like chipmunks), pick it up by the tail, and swing it over the fence into the woods....and the end of the tail comes off in my hand.

Cue to Joe screaming, and me peeing my pants laughing. He is such a WUSS.
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View attachment 1421843 Oh SNAP!!!!

Joe just scored a little coop/run that someone put out on the side of the road for garbage day! It looks fine, just needs bleach and a coat of paint. Score!!!!!

I'm gonna see if I can somehow upload a picture of it. I am so happy! I'm not a garbage picker at all, but he sent me a pic and I was like "Turn around NOW and get it before someone else does." Yeahhh!!!!

Check it out, I just was able to upload the pic. It looks pretty decent, right? Can't argue with FREE!! :wee
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