To Aire is Divine

Occasionally I think that my mama and dad are a little, well, crazy.  Sometimes I cannot understand the things they do.  I’ve always chalked that up to being just a well-that’s-another-species kind of thing, and I sometimes get a nice chuckle at their expense.  But tonight they did something SO spectacular and semi-crazy, that I can say that I am not embarrassed by them, but PROUD:

Yes, that is mama standing in front of the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile.  Parked in downtown Portland.  If only I had been in the car I too would have been posing in front of the giant, mobile sausage.  Apparently they cut across two lanes of evening rush hour traffic to snag a prime parking spot so that they could then run back several blocks just to pose with the meatmobile.

Dad also could not resist getting in on the meat-y action:

You know how we kids always think that our parents are SOOOOO uncool?  Well WE ARE WRONG

Love,

Bogart

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WOWZA, the first batch of dad’s Vienna Lager is done brewing!

Yes, dad is as proud as any new father when his newest babies are born… the Vienna Lager will need to sit for some time before it becomes truly drinkable, but today is their birthday so it’s a special time.

A little tasting is in order…

And who better to be the designated taster than moi?

But I’m not going to drink out of that silly little glass, BRING ME A STEIN…

I got the tongue in there a little – it’s pretty darned bitter.  Looks darned good tho.

And a little bit for mama and dad to sample.  Notice the nice foamy-ness at the top that dad made.  The Black and Tan Brewery is off to the races!

Prost!

Love,

Bogart

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Catching some “Big Aire”…

Love,

Bogart

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It’s been a little chilly here for the last few days, today we even are getting some rain (yes I realize this doesn’t sound terribly remarkable for those buried under several feet of snow, but for Los Angeles this is BIG NEWS – they’re actually calling it STORM WATCH).

So we’ve been snuggling a lot near the space heater. My mom Lulu is a pretty crazy gal and I know that I blame her for a lot of stuff, but I do have to say that I love her an awful lot… she’s almost as crazy as I am, and almost as cute. She’s got potential!

She does try to kiss me a little too often – I have to pretend that I don’t love this so that I don’t encourage her too much (or spoil her) but inside I really, really, really love my mom!!!

Love,

Bogart

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I’ve just tasted something so wonderful, so unusual, and so fun that I just had to share.

Mom was eating some spaghetti (just a little butter and some fresh parmesan cheese) and I was watching, curious as to exactly what it was.  So she offered me a fork-full, apparently expecting that I would show little to no interest in it.  Well she was WRONG.  Not only did I show interest, but I ate the entire thing!

I know the photos look a bit SCARY – I thought so too once I saw them – but it’s only because it’s night time here.  I have to say that I’m getting quite the education this week on human eating implements – the other day it was chopsticks (with my shabu shabu) and today it’s a fork.  But indeed, I always get the food so however the humans want to serve it to me, well that’s just fine…

Love,

Bogart

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