Soothing the savage bulldog?
It turns out that music does not necessarily soothe the savage beast. Beethoven's Grosse Fuge (and some of my guitar playing) turns our bulldog Chloe into a wide-eyed, bat-shit crazy bulldog who runs frantic laps around the house. It's quite a sight to see. Oh, yes, we have a new bulldog named Chloe, had her for about six weeks now. Pics and annoyingly cute dog stories are sure to follow.
The Wagon Diet!
In other news, I am a leaner and lighter tricky these days. I decided to go a month without booze of any sort about the same time I decided to try and get rid of my gut, though I did not conceive of the two together. But in any case I lost at least fifteen pounds. I am all the way down to a svelte 190. I bench press like a little girl now, but I can see my abs. Everything has a cost I guess.
