Nine fingered post.

Having hurt the middle finger on my right hand while partying it up this weekend I spent 2.5 hours in Emergency waiting for some x-rays and two sweet words. "No fracture." Those two words didn't take the pain away though, and all my beggin' for Tylenol 3's, topical novacane (does this even exist?), morphine shots and oxycadone didn't do shit either so here I am.... at home.... with 3 tall cans of Blue and an inkling for a water pipe.
My Dad is watching a taxidermy competition which is actually really humourous when not taken seriously (who the hell stuffs a skunk for their wife's b'day and then name's it Febreze?!?). HAHAHAHA Now some lady is showing her old Jack Russell to her new Jack Russell.... the living dog is just freakin' the hell out. GOLD. Especially because she trying to act all calm in front of the camera and is introducing the dogs to eachother. Crazy.

Now for a photo pause.

This shot (taken during a previous night) is of the fellow who was present during my injury and did his very best to help an injured squirrel... his good karma will hopefully strike him between Sept 20 and Oct 7.

Time for tall can #2.

I haven't posted for awhile and I'm trying to figure out what has happend since. I just checked my photo collection to get my bearings and found a couple of shots which I could yap about. Sean told me that girls always dig cat shots so I'd better get some up.


This is the first of ~300 cat picts I currrently have and it is of the stray cat ("Moo2") that comes by 3 times a day for food. He was feeling spunkish, clearly.



The next shot I took to share with all of you is of a big beer. I have lust for big beers. This one was just too expensive for my nut-hoarding economics but I had to take a shot of it for a good buddy. This one's for you Donnelly! Yeah!





As my life is rather boring lately (except for all the BSBlogging) I don't have much more to throw up in cyber space. The last shot for this post if for Natural Kinds. It relates to his comment about wanting to park his bike in odd places. They're already doing it in Golden, B.C. Especially the 7 year old girls.

Time for tall can #3.