at 07/09/08 10:55AM
I dreamed that there was this fireman's pole in my house. When I went to investigate the fireman's pole my pitbulls came and pranced circles around it. For a while I joined them in their merriment until I decided to climb up the pole. When I reached the top, the pole turned into a spiral staircase that led back down. I thought to myself, "I wish that pole turned into stairs sooner!" Then my pitbulls followed me up the staircase and we came to a door. All four dogs went through the door without opening it. They just passed right through it. I tried to follow suite but the door would not let me pass. I tried pushing and pulling on the door futilly until I realized that the door had grown a door knob. I turned the knob and went through the door myself. On the other side there was a set of stadium bleachers (why are they called "bleacher"?) I climbed to the very top where I was pushed off the edge by some unknown force. I fell but did not wake up before hitting bottom. I landed on the ground but was unhurt. I thought, "Wow! That was fun!" so I ran back up the bleachers and jumped off of my own accord. Again, I hit the bottom and was uninjured but I was bored of that so I tried to find my way back to the fireman's pole. I found it but it wasn't the same pole that I had climbed up. This pole was different in that it was striped like a candy cane. I started to climb up this pole when my alarm clock woke me up.
at 02/08/08 1:28PM
...into some SHORTNIN BREAD!!! Hello, my adoring fans! So glad that you have patiently waited for me. I know that a lot of things have happened since I posted but don't worry. All will be made known in due time.
The other day I was out on my property making my rounds when Remus (pit bull #3) brought me the loveliest little gift -- a dead possum. How charming. I revived said possum with a little SHORTNIN BREAD!! Didn't you see it coming? Of course, if people did eat their SHORTNIN BREAD then I would talk telepathically with all of you like I do with the possum now. Well, I'm going to go now and eat some you-know-what (That's SHORTNIN BREAD for those of you in the dark).
Stan
Of all the years I've spent on this earth I think I would most like to relive my years as a 2-year old...not quite sure why.
In other news...the pit bulls and I went on a little field trip this past weekend. Yup, took 'em all down to the dreaded VET on Saturday. I love the vet. I'm sure they do too. However, this particular visit left a horrid hole in my pocket. The vet discovered that three of my four precious pitbulls have got worms. Poor guys. I really feel sorry for them. Of course, most of the time they are the only other living things in the house besides me. They are my lifeline. Like, if I ever go on Who Wants to be a Millionaire? and I get stumped on a question, guess who I'm calling? Yeah, you guessed it. These guys know everything.
Well, time to put them to bed. Good night to all and yadda yadda yadda.
Stan out.
I can only imagine how spooky it must be to live in a mansion by one's self. If I were to live in a mansion, I would have a good bunch of friends who drop in on me every now and then to see that I'm not dead. Although, if they did come to my home and find me dead I don't think they would apprieciate having to report my dead body to the authorities. Therefore if I ever happen upon great riches and wealth beyond my wildest dreams I think I'll live humbly in a small house.
I haven't given an odd story in a while so here goes:
Two birds sitting on a lamp post asleep at night suddenly awaken to the sound of a gentle purring not far from their perch. They look to discover a large orange tabby staring them in the face. Before the tabby can react, one bird (Bird A) flys up and flies into the tabby's ear. From there the bird gains access to the tabby's central thinking and decision-making center and takes over. The other bird summons a pitbull from a nearby alley and they offer the cat as a playmate for the dog. Everyone lives happily ever after. The End.
Good Night.
at 07/24/06 10:01AM
I'm alive! I cyrogenically froze myself in SHORTNIN BREAD! The experiment was a success and now I have to let the world know of my discovery of the preservation powers of SHORTNIN BREAD! I couldn't bear to see my pitbulls in the shortnin bread so I decided to test it out on me. You know, the funniest thing happened when I woke up. I thought for a slpit second that my pitbulls would starve having been without dogfood for so long but it so happens that they had eaten the SHORTNIN BREAD cryotube thus releasing me! Aren't they just the smartest cuties in the world? I'm so proud of them. The coolest thing is that I am as new as I was when I went into the shortnin bread tube so I feel rejuvinated. Yay!