My lovely wife at Hollywood Studios.

If you’re really looking for ways to procrastinate, I’ve posted more pictures from our Disney trip.

[Pre-bastardized picture found here]

Dawn rides atop Dan, a border collie, during a break in bull riding action at the Fear No Evil Bull Riding Challenge in Houma, La. The act featured two monkey-toting collies rounding up a herd of rams.

Awwww… HELLZ YA!

(via Globe and Mail)

The Large One is handsome.

(Click to embiggen. You gotta see it in it’s full glory.)

(However, this is balanced by the fact that I look like Christmas threw up.)

• Flickr Photostream: Malaysia Trip

* For the record, I re-watched the first two seasons of Battlestar Galactica AFTER I returned from Malaysia.

So don’t fret that I have been insufficiently entertained.

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UPDATE:

Plumber has come and gone. Thank goodness that’s taken care of.

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UPDATE 2:

Relax. The Small One is fine. No animals were harmed in the making of this blog post.

But the plumber did snake the drain.

Which could be the dirtiest statement I have ever written.

For those that are interested, here are the original pictures I used for the cards:

• Robot
• Gorilla
• Destitute Orphan Boys

I’m so pleased with myself I could spit.

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Really — when did expectoration become a sign of pleasure, I ask you?

Me and the Large One are on blackout watch. In the event that we lose power, my duties consist of leaping into action to get our generator running to keep the sump pump running or else we are going to employ a whole lot more dog-paddling than is proper when doing laundry tomorrow.

The Large One’s duties consist of keeping me warm.

I do have to say, I don’t know if this is what most people have in mind when they use the phrase “a state of cat-like readiness”:

Mmmm. Appetizing.

My Father has hogged Command Central Monkey Pants all day — before and after supper time — hence the late hour and and my propensity to burp atomized meat particulates onto the monitor. My bad.

Please allow me to mollify your desperate yearnings for my concise and heartrending reflections on life in contemporary society (quick taste: “fluffy kittens = good; blood-drenched gila monsters = depends on situation”) with a brief glimpse into the world of competitive thumb tasting:

I think he’s winning.