July 31, 2008


It's going to be a movie!


Please don't let the cast suck. Please don't let the cast suck. Please don't let the cast suck.

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Teenage Boys Do Not Know How To Get Jobs

Conversation heard on the way back to my car from the Downtown Farmer's Market:

Teenage Boy #1: Where the fuck are you going?

Teenage Boy #2: [mumble]

Teenage Boy #1 suddenly looks up and notices a man in a suit standing next to him at the street light.

TB #1: Hey, man. Do you know anyplace that is hiring?

Suited Man: Excuse me?

TB #1: Do you know anyplace that has jobs available?

Suited Man: Uh, no.

TB #1: Man...shit! (Jumps around and yells)

Me: [laughter]

What an excellent plan for getting a job. Wander around the city being obnoxious with your friend. Be obscene in front of someone you are going to ask about a job. Get visibly pissed off when that person tells you he can't help you.

You're half way there!

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July 28, 2008

Lopsided Mummy

Jesus Christ. I slack off for a little while around here and the place goes to shit. My stats are down, my biggest search result is for "Afrin Addiction" (even, it appears, someone looking for Afrin addicts for a national TV show?! Too bad I've been ill!) and my main page is showing nothing.

Time to get crackin'!

I've been laid up in bed for the last week fighting off a giant wad of mucus that lodged itself inside my sinuses. I had to use the Neti pot every two hours for several days to clean out my insides. It was just this mass of nastiness that came pouring out every time I would blow my nose. So pretty. I'll spare you any more details on that front. Also blessed with a raging sore throat, I finally gave in and went to the doctor on Saturday after my fever spiked at 101 degrees Friday night. He gave me antibiotics for a sinus infection but swears that it's all allergy related. Thanks Doc. I can barely afford to pay for this visit, but I'll schedule a trip to the allergist ASAP! Just give me the drugs and get me home.

Finally able to get out of bed for decent stretches of time, I've got to get the house in order for my family that's coming to town next Monday. I'm sure a thorough house cleaning won't stir up anything I might be allergic to!

And then there's The Jeffrey incident...

Saturday evening I sent Frinklin out to play with Kevin and a bunch of friends from Frost Park. They went to dinner and the Dock Yard Derby Dames bout. I was bummed to miss it, but had no voice nor lungs with which to cheer. He had a great time, but upon returning home at 10 PM that evening the dogs were bouncing around like crazy things. I was trying to settle them down when Perdita decided that she MUST have the thing that Jeffrey was chewing on in his excitement.

Jeffrey was lying on the end of our bed and Perdi leaped on his head, growling. When Jeffrey growled back in a playful way, she took it seriously and latched onto his head. Frinklin immediately pulled Perdi off The Jeffrey, but she seemed to be caught, and a moment later when she came away, we could see why. In the 5 seconds that the minor argument over a stupid dog toy had taken, she had torn open the front edge of his ear and it was gushing blood. Blood all over me, all over the bedspread, all over the floor, the wall - everywhere. It was like a B-grade slasher movie in our bedroom and The Jeffrey was the victim.

Suddenly I felt great. All the adrenaline in my body shut down the sick molecules and I felt 110%. I brought The Jeffrey into the dining room to look at his dripping ear and started issuing commands:

"Honey, can you please get me a towel to hold to his ear? It's not deep, it's just bleeding a lot. And then I need to get dressed so we can take him to the emergency vet. Did you check to make sure Perdi was OK before you put her in her crate? Can you hold him please? Hold the towel here. I'm going to put my bra on so we can go!"

Two minutes later we were in the car, Frinklin driving and me sitting with The Jeffrey. The emergency vet visit was quick. Upon examination she decided he needed surgery to cut away a strip and sew up the laceration. A few facial cuts had to be dressed and tended. Pick up at 1 AM. As we said goodbye and paid (in advance, of course) my adrenaline wore off and the sleeping pill I had taken at 9:30 (so long ago!) caught up with me. Woozy and stumbling, I slurred my speech as I spoke to the receptionist. Thank God Frinklin was with it.

I barely woke up when my pup came home in the middle of the night. He had to be lifted onto our bed where he sleeps with us. The next morning I awoke to a very, very unhappy dog.



In this one you can really see the how he looks like a beat up boxer...


Poor thing. He looked like a lopsided mummy for a day, but the bandages came off this morning and he's outside lying in the sunshine right now. The are no hard feelings between he and Perdita.

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July 17, 2008

Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog

Go, Watch, Now.

Part III will be up on July 19th and all three will disappear at midnight on July 20th.

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July 15, 2008

Amazon.com Store

While I'm unemployed I've decided to sell off a bunch of the books I've got floating around my house. I've created an Amazon.com store with an inventory of over 100 items. I've sold about 60 items over the last three weeks, moving to an Amazon Pro Seller.

If you're interested, you can check out the store here:

Ensie's Book Sales

There are teacher guides and library items, children's books, manga, business books (including some bestsellers), collector's items, and a few novels. I try to keep my prices as low as possible - in fact, I usually list everything as the lowest price for each title.

Or if you see something you want e-mail me at ensie1(at)gmail(dot)com and lets make a deal. I need to get rid of all these extra books.

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July 03, 2008

Hey! I'm posting again.

more cat pictures

Dude. FALCOR! Heh.

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