out for a ride on ocean drive

i've noticed of late that the weather affects my mood greatly. today it's sunny outside and i think that life might just possibly be okay. yesterday it was raining and i wanted to end it all.

this can't be healthy.

i got this great new pair of underwear last week from a friend that lives in dc. they say "bush free zone" on the front and then a reminder to vote is emblazoned across the buttocks. i wish canadian politics elicited that kind of fashion ingenuity. i would truly appreciate some trudeau panties or some chretien bras. a mulroney faux fur, paul martin hand bags and change purses. the options are endless really.

i have to phone a customer that i can tell will be beligerent and i'm putting it off. but i am caught between the large rock and very hard place of my beligerent customer and that customer's end user that she refuses to service. really i want to be at home watching csi re-runs and sucking on campinos but i have to deal with this phonecall instead. in fact everything filling my intray at the moment is pretty dismal.

it's going to be a long afternoon.

dog owners on public transit...how do we feel about this? usually i don't give shit--i really don't. but then again, most of the time i'm encountering dog owners who have some semblance of control over their pets. today, i was nearly kept from entering the subway car by a white terrier that had suddenly become deaf to its master's command to get the fuck out of my way. moments later on my connecting train--enter girl weighing in at about 125 lbs (wet) with dog weighing in at about 165 lbs armed with no intention of listening to her. she managed to block a whole, newly widened doorway with her animal.

don't get me wrong--i like most animals with the notable exception of yapping small dogs, drooling cats and anything bent on killing me if i simply sniff near its pissed out territory. however, i don't like owners who are under the mistaken impression that their pets have any clue how to follow the rules of commuting. i mean dogs can save you in a fire and gorillas can sign back to you that they'd like a banana but it doesn't make them a part of the commuting human race.

understand--it's not the animal i want eliminated. keep the animal. have it live a long and wonderful life in its natural habitat. it's the owners i want put down.

i read the other day that people who give out a lot of personal information about themselves very quickly are often doing this to determine right away whether or not they will have your unconditional acceptance. it's like a "friend or foe" lithmus test.

i'm like this. but i won't tell you about it.