Archive for the ‘Life’ Category
Well, Murphy completed his heartworm treatment today. He appears to be comfortable, but the vet said that he will be hurting for a while. It will take about 6 months for him to get all that junk out of his system. But for now, things are looking good.
My buddy Jay sent this to me. It’s video of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog at the 2007 Tony Awards. Freakin’ hysterical! Fitting since all I’ve had on my mind the last few days is my dogs.
Now I need a nap. All this stress has got me dog tired. There I go again…
-Dave Q.
“With the exception of women, there is nothing on earth so agreeable or necessary to the comfort of man as the dog.” ~Edward Jesse, Anecdote of Dogs
I got some bad news this weekend. I took the dogs to the vet on Saturday to get checked out. Well, Murphy didn’t check out so good. He’s got heartworms. And now he needs to go through a bit of a rough (and expensive) treatment to get through it. The doc says he’s healthy, and he’s acting completely normal, so those are good signs that the treatment will be successful.
This is completely my fault. I got lazy in giving Murphy and Max their heartworm meds. And now Murphy is going to suffer for it. I feel like shit. I just want the little guy to come out of this okay. And I have to consider it a miracle that Max didn’t have heartworms. Any treatment on Max would have much more risk since he’s older.
I know Murphy is just a dog. And not a bright one at that. But after hearing the vet explain all the risks involved with the procedure, I couldn’t look at Murphy and not be a little emotional. I know there are a lot of people out there that their pets are their lives, taking them everywhere they go, dressing them up, taking them for pictures with Santa, etc. Well, anyone who knows me know that I don’t go to those extremes. But I also can’t imagine life without my dogs. And the thought of losing one of them is depressing. I’ve learned my lesson. I will make it a point to never let this happen again.
So tomorrow morning Murphy starts his two days of treatment. And all the recovery time that goes with it. Hopefully he’ll be doped up on enough painkillers to forgive me for my outright stupidity.
I’m sorry, Murph. Maybe once this is over, we can look back and laugh at this whole ordeal over a drink or two. Just like the good old days. Deal?
-Dave Q.
Got the other bag in yesterday. Everything was in the bag, and then some. I found mold growing on clothes. Trust me when I say it wasn’t there before.
So I am writing yet another letter to Continental Airlines, if that is their real name. I have no idea what to expect from them, but I am determined to try to get something out of it. If any of you have ever experienced a lost luggage headache like this one, I’d like to hear if you got compensated or not. I want justice!
-Dave Q.
I got to Spain this morning. Or maybe it was last night. I don’t know. But I am here. I meant to send out a little something that I was leaving, but I forgot. Damn loose ends.
Anyway, I’ll try to throw in a post when I can, but now all I can think of is sleep and how bad I need it. Hopefully I’ll get some good pics from the trip.
That’s it! I’m out like a light. But not before I check out what happened with the NBA draft…
Ray Allen went where???!
-Dave Q.
So my buddy Brian threw a surprise 30th birthday party on Saturday night for his wife Mary Kate. A nice sized group was there to celebrate. Plenty to drink. Excellent food. Good music (until Nick put in his Celine Dion’s Greatest Hits cd). Even got to enjoy a cigar. But the obvious hit of this party was Japanese. Yes, I’m referring to the Nintendo Wii. And now I want one.
Here’s Spray getting the digital crap kicked out of him in boxing.
Brian got the Wii about 2 weeks ago and has been raving about it ever since. Everybody enjoyed it. We bowled. Played tennis. Golfed. Played home run derby. I was impressed! So the Wii has now made it on my list of things to buy.
One negative thing to note. You know how I’ve had a sore right shoulder for a couple of weeks? And of course I’ve been meaning to go to the doctor about it but due to my stubborness/laziness have yet to make an appointment. Well, when doing the home run derby on the Wii Saturday night, I tweaked it again. The damn thing was starting to feel better too. So, take this advice. Don’t jack with the Wii when you have a jacked up appendage. Out!
-Dave Q.
So my good friend Jenny sent me a PaloozaHead. Don’t know what it is? Check it out right here. Funny, Jenny. Very funny. But at least those of you that give me hell for being Latin and not being able to dance can lay off now. I look like Baryshnikov out there. Or at least my head does.
So then I see another email from Jenny proclaiming “Spurs Suck!”. Hmmmmmmmmm. How should I take that? You see, myself being a San Antonio guy, and Jenny, being an L.A. girl, don’t always see eye to eye. And I’m not referring to her vertically challenged situation. 
It basically breaks down like this: I don’t like the Lakers. And Jenny hates the state of Texas.
So I’d have to say if indeed the Spurs suck, after winning the 2007 NBA championship, then at what level of suck are the Lakers? Especially when their best player/rapist is doing everything he can to abandon ship? Do the Lakers suck the sucky teams? Or do they simply suck so hard that they actually blow? Who knows. But I’ll take “suck” over whatever the Lakers are.
By the way, remember the movie “Wedding Crashers”? Remember when the crazy sister is throwing a tantrum at the wedding reception in front of her father (played by the always smooth Christopher Walken)? I kind of see Kobe Bryant holding his breath and stomping his feet in front of owner Jerry Buss. Grow up, Kobe. Grow up.
-Dave Q.
I can’t tell you how long I’ve been a Jessica Biel fan. Because I don’t know. But I can tell you that if she keeps going with pics like to go along with her role in the Adam Sandler-Kevin James gay marraige flick, then I may just challenge someone for the presidency of her fan club.
I remember when Jessica Biel was on 7th Heaven. For those of you that don’t remember, 7th Heaven was a show based on a minister and his family. Very family oreiented and very family friendly. Also known as dull. Well, I’m starting to think of the whole Catholic girl syndrome thing, or whatever it’s called. You know what I’m referring to.
When a girl, such as a minister’s daughter, is sheltered all her life and when she finally gets free of that she breaks out and goes wild in a big way. I think that Jessica Biel is a byproduct of this. Constantly out to show the world she is nothing like the character she played on TV. Although we all know this by now, I can only hope she thinks we need more convincing in the future.
By the way, does anyone know what her tattoo is of? I’m not a fan of tattoos, but that one almost looks acceptable. In fact, I’m blind to it.
-Dave Q.
My shoulder is killing me.
I saw the writing on the wall a few years ago. The clear cut sign that I was getting old. You know what that was? Here it is: When you can’t do a physical acitivity anymore without taking the time to properly stretch. The results of not stretching being about 3 days of soreness. Wow. I remember the days when I could jump up and do just about any activity on a whim and not worry about the consequences the next day. I miss those days. Getting old sucks.
So a couple of weeks ago I “tweaked” my shoulder making a throw while playing softball. It didn’t seem like much at the time since I always seemed to have a sore arm after every game. Usually after two days, that was the end of it. No more pain. But here we are almost exactly two weeks from when I first hurt it and it is still hurting me. So much so that sleeping has become a problem when I roll over on it. So I am looking to make a doctor’s appointment today and get it checked out.
Now, I’m a fairly active guy. I run. I play basketball. I play softball. I bike. I think that might add up to doing more than your average 31-year-old. I do those things because I enjoy them. Any benefits, like staying in shape, are just bonus for me. So needless to say, if the shoulder is bad enough that I have to cut out a couple of those activities, I’m going to be miserable. Especially since I already paid the fee for softball and we were only two games into the season. Getting old really sucks.
We’ll see what the doc says. Hopefully I just need to rest it. By the way, I have friends that have told me to ice it down and to apply some heat to it. Or vice versa. Something like that. Well, that sounded like a lot of work. So I did the next best thing. Icy Hot. Makes sense, right?
-Dave Q.
