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Welcome to my Web site. My name is Chris, and I’ll be your host. I live in Austin, Texas, with my partner, Ray, and our child dog, Mocha. You can read more about me, learn 100 random things about me, and if you’re wondering what the heck a khowaga is, click here. Feel free to browse, read, and leave comments!

Tag: ‘dogsitting’



Happy New Year!

Saturday, January 2nd, 2010

Yes, I’m a day late and a dollar short, but *meh.

I’m not sure whether it’s that we’re getting older, that our usual party hosts are, like everyone else in the free world, feeling the pinch of a hard economy, or that we were just feeling less celebratory than usual, but the New Year’s gathering – which was nice, don’t get me wrong – came to an early end.  And I’ll be honest—I didn’t mind so much.

I was annoyed, however, that we weren’t able to watch the ball drop in Times Square live.  Apparently, the networks have finally caught on to the fact that we’re not all on the east coast and started tape-delaying the NYE celebrations, which meant that at midnight in New York, which is 11 pm here, we were almost unable to do our usual “one hour left” countdown—until, that is, that I discovered we could watch the proceedings en directo por Univision.

Anyway.  New Year’s Day was a slow affair: I took down the Christmas decorations, discovering in the process that I’d left most of the good ones off the tree this year (Ray acquired a new, ornament specific container, which I may have slightly mocked but did turn out to be cursed useful).  I made chili, not because it’s a tradition (the traditional Tex Mex foods for New Year’s are either menudo or pozole), but because it’s cursed cold down here and it seemed appropriate.  Elliot went home with his mother, and, as predicted, Mocha started moping even though she spent the entire time we were dogsitting pretending she was annoyed by his presence.

And I posted my first picture to my 365 project.

What does 2010 bring to the table?  Well, here’s what I’ve got penciled in so far:

  • I’m going to Egypt in March with yet another group in tow—my parents are coming this time.
  • I’m taking fourth year Arabic again in the spring semester, in large part because I will need a recommendation letter come fall when…
  • … I apply to the doctoral program in History.  Which also necessitates…
  • … taking the bloody bollocky GRE exam at some point in late spring or summer because apparently my 12 year old scores from 1998 have “expired.”
  • I have business trips lined up to San Angelo, Kilgore, Mount Pleasant, Edinburg, and Laredo, Texas.  You know you’re jealous.
  • I also have business trips on the horizon to either Savannah or Denver (probably Denver) and San Diego.
  • There is the potential—in my own mind, if not reality—for a visit to Brazil in summer.
  • And the potential for a trip to New York City in late spring.
  • And, of course, my 365 photo project.

So much to do!  But first … I’m going to have another cup of coffee.

Happy New Year, everyone!

12 of 12: October 2008

Sunday, October 12th, 2008

‘Tis time once again for 12 of 12!

8:09 am: Squeaker

We’re dogsitting this weekend. This is Sasha. She’s a miniature schnauzer. She’s a year old, hyper energetic, and our dog hates her. She also has an unbelievably high pitched bark that Ray and I were convinced was going to start shattering glass. Hence: we call her ‘squeaker.’

She also had this habit of standing in the dog door and letting all of the air conditioning out.

9:42 am: Laundry

… yeah, this one is pretty self-explanatory.

10:21 am: Why aren’t you in Church?

This guy had so many Jesus bumper stickers that it was kind of hard not to look at our watches and wonder why he wasn’t in church?

11:14 am: Appetizers

We stopped at TacoDeli for an early lunch/late breakfast. They were actually pretty swamped for 11 am on a Sunday.

11:32 am: Lunch!

Adobado tacos. Yummy.

11:52 am: Such a deal

The excitement Ray felt over gasoline that cost under $3 a gallon seemed a bit much, but it’s been quite a while.

12:02 am: Car wash

3:46 pm: … and me without my flamethrower

I went up to see my parents this afternoon in their Stepford-y retirement community, where there were lots of political campaign signs for the other party. Sigh.

3:58 pm: Butterflies

My folks have a bush that attracts butterflies, and they get really mad if you try to get too close. Have you ever been swarmed by a bunch of angry butterflies? It’s not pretty …

4:40 pm: Lonnie

Lonnie is my parents’ dog. She’ll be 17 next month. She doesn’t hear so good anymore, and she sleeps a lot. Also, it’s my job to clip her nails.

6:38 pm: It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia

This show is so completely inappropriate on every level. I love it.

7:30 pm: Soup and Salad

Dinner. If it looks like we’re eating light, well, see: lunch.

And that’s it for me! Happy 12th!

The joys of dogsitting for friends to whom you owe many, many unrepayable favors …

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

3:30 am: “If I go down there and wring his goddamned neck, do you think they’d believe me if I said it just ‘happened’?”

Doggie Break

Saturday, November 25th, 2006

We’re dogsitting this weekend. I dunno why, but this photo that I took of our friends’ dog makes me giggle every time I see it:

Dog watermark full

You can download it in desktop size (right click) if it makes you laugh, too.

Maxie

Monday, August 14th, 2006

Maxie

Recently, we’ve been dogsitting for one of Ray’s co-workers who is off in Hawai’i on her honeymoon. Maxie, our guest, is a 17 lb schnauzer who is rather demanding that you pay attention to her right now. Mocha, who is naturally more subdued about these sorts of things, has been really unhappy about Maxie’s presence in the house. However, Mocha is a lover, not a fighter, so most of her unhappiness has expressed by sitting on the love seat and projecting dirty thoughts toward Maxie whenever Maxie runs in and starts playing with her (Mocha’s) toys, jumps in someone’s lap, or does anything remotely cute or attention gathering. Hence, Mocha spent much of the week in a constant sulk – and if you’ve never seen a dog sulking, it’s definitely something to behold.

Maxie went home today, and Mocha is much happier. At one point, she seemed like she was literally dancing on the spot where Maxie’s crate had been. And they say dogs can’t be petty…

 

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