“You do know I can jump over there and grab that cheddar at any moment, don’t you? But I am a Very Good Boy and I won’t. I could if I wanted to, though. Just sayin’. Jerk.” Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, April 2, 2018
Year: 2018
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Sascha Says Goodbye to Bosco
She was not very willing (a little freaked out, I think—she knew things were not right), but I did get one last photo of… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 22, 2018
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Memories of Bosco, Part 2
Here is a series of pics of Bosco (and Sascha) from the moment we first saw them in October 2015 as Belly Rubs… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 22, 2018
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Memories of Bosco, Part 2
Here is a series of pics of Bosco (and Sascha) from the moment we first saw them in October 2015 as Belly Rubs… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 22, 2018
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Memories of Bosco, Part 1
Some pics of a happy/sleepy Bosco. Always such a happy boy, until that last night. Farewell, Boscketty. Lordy do we miss ya. Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, March 22, 2018
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Farewell, Boscketty Bagel.
Our beloved Bosco is calling time and can now see the Rainbow Bridge and the finish line of a life well lived and well… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, March 20, 2018
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Dictionarialy Speaking
Want to know what words were recorded in dictionaries for the first time ever in the year you were born? Kinda… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, March 19, 2018
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S.T.E.V.E.
Finally, I have an identity. I am a "Strong Thermal Emission Velocity Enhancement." Strong. Thermal Emission. Velocity… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, March 19, 2018
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Hello Jeepy #8
Say hello to Jeepy #8, the newest Hound Mobile, Beagle/Basset Transport Device, Royal Carriage for Carriage of the Tranquilized His Imperial Majesty The Roux to the Veterinarian Facility, etc., etc., etc. This one is the newly redesigned 2018 Compass. It’s like driving a sports car-lotsa fun. It follows our 92 Cherokee, 98 Cherokee, 01 Wrangler,...
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We Want Dinner!
What happens when Unca Frankie goes to the store without first serving dinner to the Royal Family. (Kinda funny/sad at the end is Bosco, who is now pretty much just lying around, but who still feels well enough to join in the howling. I think he’s turned another corner and we don’t have long. Lotsa...
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Scenes from Old Age …
[Scenes from old age (level 54 edition)] From “Mail Call Three” episode of M*A*S*H (S6,E20; 1978, when I was 15), Radar complaining about his widowed mother having a boyfriend and maybe getting married: “Old people shouldn’t get married. SHE’S ALMOST 50!!” Get off my lawn, O’Reilly!
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The Speed of Events Overtakes Me
“BREAKING: An armed teacher reportedly fired a gun in a school in Dalton, Georgia, police say. No students have been hurt. Police have the teacher in custody, who was barricaded inside a classroom.” A. “Arm all the teachers!” B. Welp, that didn’t take long. Oops. C. “Well then arm all the janitors!” D. Prez says...
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Sascha and Bosco Asleep
Bosco snoozing up next to his sister before his nail trim. Things have taken a turn and not towards the good. More pain pills on way. We’re waiting for his decision and being strong for him. Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, February 21, 2018 [And thanks everyone, your support and love for Boscketty and us...
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Happy 52nd!
“It burns! It burns!” Happy birthday to the better half! (Those candles were throwing off sparks which you can barely… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 27, 2018
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A Dressing Down
The Royal Photographer churl just got told off (and HOW!!) big time, so I snapped a quick one and ran. His Majesty likes… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 26, 2018
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Sprung
It’s in the 60s, the tree is blooming big time, and the crew down the street is mowing a yard. And sadly, two are dead… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 26, 2018
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Yawny Fergus
Fergus Beagle avoids the camera studiously, so I snuck up on him and caught him mid-yawn. Incredibly, he turns 11 next… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 26, 2018
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Sleepy Bosco
Bosco likes to sleep facing the wall, sun not required. (He’s hanging tough; while the osteosarcoma has spread from… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 26, 2018
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Elegant Queen Sascha
The ever-elegant Queen Sascha likes the sun as well. Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 26, 2018
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Goose and His Elefunk
Some sun!!!! Goose and his Elefunk take advantage of rare sight in Music City: Light. He’s forgotten what it is, but he likes it! (Yes, I’m projecting.) Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, February 26, 2018
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Simon Invades
His Imperial Majesty registers Royal Displeasure over an infiltration into the Kingdom by an insolent guerilla fighter from the K.A.T. organization, which only His Majesty’s keen eyesight can detect. (It’s white with some brown and three houses away and goes by the moniker “Simon.”) Simon conducts hit-and-run raids at least twice daily, and His Royal...
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Arm Me With …
#ArmMeWith … so many other things than a Glock. Posted by Steve Pollock on Saturday, February 24, 2018
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I've Got This, Thanks.
"I'll take care of this, thank you very much!" Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 23, 2018
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Die weiße Rose
"Seventy-five years ago today, a group of young German idealists, students who had dared to speak out against the Nazis,… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, February 22, 2018
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An Army of Teachers
Fact/gut check: Arming 20% of the nation's teachers would result in an army of over 640,000 men and women, as many as… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, February 22, 2018
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Off for a Checkup
Bosco, on the way for a consult and nail trim. Blue Oasis of Mt. Juliet is a wonderful place. (Sorry for two previous… Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, February 21, 2018
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Cuddled Up
Bosco is cuddled up against his sister. He’s breakkn’ our hearts. He’s hanging in there tough, but is now having a hard… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 20, 2018
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We Are … Human Shields
This is our reality … (another in a series): We are human shields. Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 20, 2018
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This is Our Reality Now
This is our reality … (another in a series): Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 20, 2018
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This is Our Reality, Teachers
[Yeah, it's long and snarky. Yes, again. Read and think or move along.] A teacher's perspective: This is our reality,… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, February 16, 2018
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January is a Killer Month
It's the Mirror, so not exactly the greatest source, but the stats they cite are valid. We have now lost four men who… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, February 6, 2018
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Pics of David
Just some pics of David Garms I happened to find easily while waiting for sleep to arrive after this truly horrible… Posted by Steve Pollock on Thursday, February 1, 2018
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David's Obit
[Here’s an obit of sorts to go with the post I just added above. Writing obits is what I used to do professionally … when there’s a death in a community, the men mow the deceased’s yard and the women start gathering food. Me? I write obits. Sorry.] David Andrew Garms, 50, died the morning...
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Farewell David
Frank and I are beyond sad and shocked to have to announce the death this morning of our longtime housemate David Garms. (This is not about me, and apologies there are so many “I”‘s in here, but I canNOT believe I’m writing this.) David was 50. This was an unexpected sucker punch. And so I’m...
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Snow at Hermitage Station
Hard to tell in this pic, but it’s snowing to beat the band in Music City. Thoughts and prayers to grocery store workers… Posted by Steve Pollock on Monday, January 29, 2018
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Shanghai'ed Yet Again
His Majesty has been, yet again, drugged and shanghai’ed off to that den of iniquity, the vet’s office, for an ear… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 26, 2018
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Face Mapped
In need of some … lighter moments around here, we checked out the new Google Arts and Culture Face Map app to see what… Posted by Steve Pollock on Tuesday, January 16, 2018
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Bosco is Limping
Bosco started to limp today, indicating a spread of the osteosarcoma to his joint. He also just had a long episode of tremors, so now we’re on our way to NVS to try to get help to get him through the night. And snow is beginning in Nashville. So. You know. Yeah. [And thanks everyone...
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Ice Lights
We got snow over ice … at least on our patio lights. Don’t want to know about the streets. Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018
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On Shitholes
Every single day is a new low. How low can we go? There is no bottom. So pretty goddamned low. Shithole low.
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Farewell Jerry Yellin! CAVU!
https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/obituaries/jerry-yellin-fighter-pilot-in-last-combat-mission-of-world-war-ii-dies-a… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018
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Shithole Mouth
[Once again, my conscience overflows and will not give me rest without giving vent to something political/religious. So… Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018
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Snow in Dixie
Snowing to beat the band in Music City and they’re as panicked as if General George Thomas and his Yankees was a-comin’ agin. Winter is always amusing in Dixie. Snow is purty though! Posted by Steve Pollock on Friday, January 12, 2018
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Three Hounds
Our beloved Bosco (in the middle between His Majesty the Roux and Queen Sascha) is not feeling good tonight. Feels like… Posted by Steve Pollock on Wednesday, January 10, 2018 [So very sorry to have taken so long to say it, but thank you everyone for all your love and support for Bosco, Sascha and us....
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Shuttling Between Failures
The story is sordid and long, but the details were made clear by Matt Viser's excellent Globe piece. To wit: Lorenzo sold the Donald the Eastern Shuttle for an overvalued $365 million (if DT had created a brand-new shuttle from the ground up with brand-new planes, not old worn-out 727s, estimates were that he could have done it for $300 million.) Of course, the money was all borrowed. It was 1989; Eastern (and Continental) were already almost dead from Lorenzo's sledgehammer and the economy was tanking. Pan Am 103 was bombed, the first Gulf War was about to begin. It was incredibly bad judgement to overpay a bunch of other peoples' money for something that was guaranteed to tank.
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Same Here
There's this thing that has been closely guarded for going on 40 years in 2018. It's my secret. So as it hits its 40th birthday in our new year, I decided it's time to tell the world.