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Ah, how quickly life changes: Stray dog edition

March 17, 2013

What’s the worst/best thing in the world? Finding a stray dog.

Said stray dog in question. I am calling him sweet boy dog for now.

Said stray dog in question. I am calling him sweet boy dog for now.

His details:

  • Boy shepherd, about 8 months to 2-years-old.
  • Found in Case Park in Quality Hill, KCMO.
  • Golden brown, with white belly.
  • No tags.
  • Pointy ears.
  • Responds to baby talk.

I am happy I found this dog because:

a. He was weak as hell: I was finishing up my long-ass run with Daphne, my beagle. She saw the pup and freaked out (happy shakes, not scared), which alerted me. I knew something was wrong with him because he seemed excited to see her, but just couldn’t move. I bookmarked the dog’s location in my mind and knew – even though I had convinced myself, “I’m not sure if I’ll go back” – that indeed, I was going back.

b. He really did need to get off the streets: dog + being near a highway = sure way to die.

Worst because:

a. Someone gave him up, or lost him: I’ve lost Daphne before and it’s horrible. I am so lucky that I found her (thanks so her microchip, kind citizens, and in one case — her nose) each time she’s escaped. If this dog isn’t lost, someone let him go. Abandoning a pet on the streets is just, ugh, I can’t even get into my feelings on that.

b. I want him: but I already have a dog. How will they interact if I adopt him? He may eat everything. And then pee and poop on it, throw it up, and then tear a hole in the floor, which will make my dog pee and poop on whatever it was he threw up, etc. The cycle is never-ending. Animals – so giving.

I’ll get more information about his adoptable status on Monday after a vet checks him out. If I take him, or not, I will keep tabs on him until I know where he is, and that he is safe. Hell, I hope that he has an owner who is searching for him and sees this post. Sadly, though, I think someone abandoned sweet dog boy.

Anyhow, as you all can tell, Saturday (the day I found the dog) was a traumatic day. To help myself get through Saturday I:

David Bowie

Hint: This is not the photo I downloaded.

Found all these wonderful photos and gifs of The Man Who Fell To Earth. I downloaded one of the photos and made it my desktop background. Not telling you which one it is…

Made this playlist to take my mind off it for the time being:

Who wants to listen to some tunes?

If you ever find a dog, or pet, here’s what to do (all the great information comes from Wayward Dogs, a great, local (Kansas City) blog.)


Let’s work it out, baby

February 22, 2013

Yes, that’s a snow blower putting snow back on the roadway. I know, I know — people need to walk (including me.) I’m just mean.

Hey, you guys. It snowed in Kansas City today! Like, I’m typing (Internet talking) 12-plus inches of snow. So, the entire city basically shut down. The office workplace closed and I relaxed, and worked in my sweats with my hair in Princess Leia buns.

I also did my weight and yoga routine because, duh – I go absolutely, bat crazy if I don’t move enough every day. Normally, on a no-snow day, I go to the gym and run. Today that wasn’t an option. So, I decided to go old-school aerobics and do an at-home cardio routine.

I stumbled upon this. It looks easy enough, right? I mean, I’m a lady who runs, like, five miles every day – I can totally kick this regimen’s ass. HAHA. It was my ass that was kicked. After finishing the workout, I believe I said, “dear god. That exercise was akin to being strapped down and having the devil dangle his hell-fire tinged testicles a centimeter above your nose.”

Graphic! And factual (probably.)

But the exercise worked. I was pooped. Tired. It actually reminded me of when I used to workout with my mom. When I was about six years old, I would sit parallel to my mom and we’d do the Jane Fonda workout. By the end, I was always tired. And, honestly, amazed at how bend-y my mom was (and is, for the record.)

So, while the workout was painful and reminded me why I used to hate breaking a sweat and going to gym class, it was ultimately useful, cardio-rific and memory inducing.

Don’t fear the white stuff

February 20, 2013
I mean, of course I'm wearing my "ball socks" -- they encourage it to snow!

I mean, of course I’m wearing my “ball socks” — they encourage it to snow!

Everyone, and I mean everyone, from Kansas City to Lawrence, has their drawers in a bunch over the impending snowstorm. After all, it’s “going to be the biggest storm in two years!” (said every news station and newspaper because, yeah, it will be, but that’s not saying much considering the region got zero inches of snow last year.)

I’m not sweating the snow because I can easily work from home — one of the many perks of being a writer. I didn’t stock up on food or anything, though, so I may eat a really low-rent chili (half a can of corn and tomatoes, plus a can of beans – mmm, mmm, good.) Juuuusst kidding. I saved some falafel, salad, carrots, zucchini, quinoa crackers, and curry hummus for this occasion. Oh, and did I mention the winter beer? Yeah, will be lots of winter beer.

The snow may give me a bit of extra time, too. I’ll use that time to meditate and take some “inspirational” Instagram photos of the snow. And about the meditation – one of my many New Year’s resolutions — it’s going well! And by well, I mean it’s making me more stressed because I’m even more tuned to my body and my mind’s insane ramblings. But, hey, who cares?! At least I’m getting to know myself a little better every day.

I purchased the lovely socks pictured above  from Amazing site, fun clothing and enjoyable blog!

What I’m listening to today: Beacon, “Bring You Back”

Who do you give to?

February 4, 2013
The Hope Lodge

The Hope Lodge

I love time alone and being at home when I’m not working. But one activity I don’t mind leaving the house for is volunteering.

I started volunteering at the Hope Lodge, Kansas City, Mo. It’s a spectacular organization that houses cancer patients while they get treatment. A few times a week, I walk over and help the cleaning staff, or post on the Lodge’s social media accounts.

No matter how tired or grumpy I feel when I arrive at the Lodge, I always leave the organization energized and happy. The women who run the office are amazing to work with and the guests are incredibly sweet.

Come spring, I’m thinking about also giving a few hours a month to Cultivate Kansas City. I really miss gardening (my apartment doesn’t have a community garden that I know of) and want to play in the dirt.

Is volunteering important to you guys? Where do you volunteer?

Moving on

February 3, 2013

I recently quit my job at The Pitch. Luckily, my departure was my choice (my co-workers and bosses are rad) and on excellent terms. I left because I got two other wonderful jobs:

Robstan: I’m a staff writer and assistant editor for a few publications that Networx Communications, Robstan’s communication’s wing, owns. I also get to run the magazines’ social media accounts and blogs.

And Seedstock (detailed in the post above.)

Both gigs are super fun and challenging. I’ll still freelance for The Pitch occasionally, though. And, of course, I’ll still take gigs on the side because this here (looks at the computer screen and makes sweeping motions) is a business.

So, yes. I’m excited that I’m still getting paid to write and that companies actually want to hire me (I mean, what?! I still can’t believe it. I’m sure every writer feels like that, though.)


January 30, 2013


I started writing for Seedstock a few weeks ago. If you enjoy blogs about sustainable agriculture, indoor farming, etc., give the link a click. My articles are linked on my “Freelance links” page.

What we (me) do (does) on Friday

January 4, 2013
The ground is grand.

The ground is grand.

My favorite activity besides writing is listening to music in a dark room. I typically plug-in my holiday lights, pour a glass of wine and lay on the floor. It’s the perfect activity after a stressful week. Lately I’ve been listening to my favorite tunes via my Mac. This is obviously not the ideal way to listen to music. Luckily, this Christmas, my parents bought me a new speaker/MP3 player. The sound quality is darn decent and it’s easy to move from room to room.

Here’s the stuff I’ve been listening to lately:

Mark Lanegan Band, “The Gravedigger’s Song”

Sharon Van Etten, “You Really Didn’t Do That”

Elvin Bishop, “Fooled Around And Fell In Love”

Grimes, “Oblivion”

Crystal Castles, “Child I Will Hurt You”

Air, “Moon Fever”

Charlotte Gainsbourg and Beck, “Le Chat Du Café Des Artistes”

Massive Attack, “Psyche”

Ultraísta, “Smalltalk (Four Tet Remix)”

Glasser, “Apply”

Sneaker Pimps, “Spin Spin Sugar”

Tycho, “Dive”

Tame Impala, “Music to Walk Home By”

Thom York, “Black Swan”

Washed Out, “Amor Fati”

Io Echo, “When the Lilies Die”