Saturday, August 22, 2009

Man with Spears Tattoo Steals Earring-Wearing Dog

WILTON MANORS, Fla. - A man with a tattoo of Britney Spears' name on his arm or neck allegedly stole a Chihuahua with pink earrings from a South Florida gay bar. Brian Dortort, 48, said Thursday he has spent weeks searching for his 4-month-old pooch, named Hudson Hayward Hemingway. The dog, about the size of a softball, was in a specialty pet bag.
Dortort said he let a man hold the Chihuahua for a moment during a friend's birthday party, then both of them disappeared. The Associated Press

This amuses me on so many levels.

Is it the fact that the thief has a Britney Spears tattoo? Britney? Really?

How about that he was willing to risk stealing a dog WEARING EARRINGS. Let me say that again. The DOG was wearing pink earrings. Was the thief channelling Paris Hilton?

Which brings us to the dog's owner who actually PIERCED a dog's ears.

The poor dog not only has to endure the pain and aggravation of having her (his?) ears pierced, he also looks stupid. We could hope the thief intended to relieve the dog's situation, but with Britney on his arm (or neck), there's not much chance of that.

But what do I know? I'm a spyder with a pink bow on my head.


Friday, August 21, 2009

Getting Back on Track

Have you noticed that I spend a lot more time off the track than on it? Seems like every post is of me getting "back on track" lol.

To that end....I got an hour and a half of writing in this morning - yay! I'm working on the rough draft of the paranormal historical. Having trouble getting the heroine down right. It's really hard for me not to write them uber confident and *so* together. I want Jacena to be sweet and child-like but with an uncanny wisdom that pops out every now and then. Every new scene I have to go back and take out all the too grown-womanish parts. My hero, Greylond, is reserved and brooding. In his world, the imperative is to gain honor and avoid shame, even if that means making dangerous choices. He rushes into defense of his lands and subjects no matter what the odds. And, of course, he always wins .

I'm really loving this book.

Did I mention I finally got my friend Christy to do the dogfood promise? What's the dogfood promise, you ask? She has to revise 5 chapters by the end of the year or she has to eat a can of dogfood of my choosing. Yeah. Let that soak in for a minute.

People think that's really crazy, but trust me, a person will do *anything* not to eat that dogfood, including find time to write. It is the ultimate motivator.

On the health front, I'm clinging to a recent 2 lb weight loss (making a total of 4 so far). I've lost and regained these same lbs about 50 times over the last 6 months. No more. Went to Zio's the other night and guess what I had - iced tea. That's it. I had a protein bar before I left which saved my butt. Otherwise the smell of fabulous Italian would have been my undoing.

Arg! Time to go work out. Today I'm working toward 45 minutes of Wii DDR (I was up to an hour before my last surgery) and 20 minutes of bendy yogilates (yoga and pilates mixed). Did I mention that I'm not at all bendy? About like a dry stick. *sigh*

Wish me luck!