Rocky can't chew gum, and other facts discovered on rainy Sunday nights

Hello.

Betcha thought I did one of those "off to do homework" kind of things. You'd be wrong. No. I've been doing all sorts of things except homework lately. Managing my minions at work for one. Not training for the 5k I ran this morning in record time (thank you very much). Hoo, and don't forget all abstinence I've been up to: I've stopped drinking on weekdays (again) just to see if 1) I was capable of it, and 2) lose a few l-bs that somehow crept up on me over the winter.

This weekend I discovered my newest photography project (mandals mockumentary forthcoming, promise!) and went forth to photograph it with zest. In the process, this morning I was dry humped by the local MLS team's mascot (a racoony-looking fella with a sweat problem) and Friday night I was nearly disrobed by the Colorado Rockies mascot, Dinger. Yes, my latest project is mascots. At first I was going to go for only restaurant mascots as I've already collected the Honey Baked Ham Bee (exhibit A) and the Chick-fil-A Cow. But then J pointed out that after Ronald McDonald, there just aren't that many restaurants with mascots these days. Gone are the Bob's Big Boys of the world. It's a crying shame, I tell you.

Exhibit A: Honey, Honey

On the dogger front... Saturday I woke up hungover from too much Dinger love and made a decision. The hounds and I marched down to the local Petco and bought new collars. Rocky's had his Denver Broncos collar for 8 years and, well, I just don't give a crap about foosball (the devil's game). It was the ex's thing. And poor Paddi came with the collar she was wearing. So now they have a whole new wardrobe and I feel like they are really "mine." Photos available upon request.

It's Sunday night. It's raining. I'm rocking out to South Park: Chef Aid soundtrack mixed in with a little Van Morrison on the side. As I was engrosed in homework*, I found out the hard way that Rocky can't chew gum. Not for lack of trying on his part, mind you.

Back to the books. This paper ain't gunna write itself.

*Really, this time I'm doing homework!