There is a foreign film by that name and quite a lovely lil flick it is. This is not about that. As the title say's it is about "MY" life as a dog. In the middle '50's, two lives came into being. It was a random process of which I am told that I was the beneficiary. That was the statement of those that thought that because I was born the male human being that I was the more fortunate as that the other was both a female and a dog. They believed that I am sure. I have always wished that I were equally sure that they were right. In the Summer of Eisenhower's Presidency, we were both born. I breathed air and was cut from my birth mother in a pla
Yeah? So what? AIN'T NO GOD! AIN'T NO JESUS! Yeah, Okay and Okay. SO WHAT? There is Christmas. I am hip deep and sinking in Christmas. I work retail and I know the bare bones economy of the retail end of Xmas. But all of us that are engaged in earning a living wage and trying to pump out material goods to people that are trying to give STUFF to people and those that are trying to GIVE BACK stuff to people are missing something very important. The occasion is not about STUFF! YOU-STUPID- BITCH! What is happening here is that your Every-Day- Bear-In-The-Street has a reason to be NICE to each other. It is this one time of year where we ar
I did a thread last year about being able to smell Halloween. I was seriously dismayed by the number of people that took the issue so literally that they were talking about SMOG where they were. and how they could not smell anything except the physical . They were not at all able to contact the ephemeral and childlike part of the holiday. Despite of the beating I took last year. I still can smell it the autumn air. There is the bland smell of pumpkin guts and the candle heated smell of their rinds as they bake from the inside. Candy corn puts a sweet breeze in the air that is the breath of the last gasp of that which makes us children w