Monday Bacon: Dogs

People love their dogs. I thought of that this weekend as I watched this…

It also occurred to me that the majority of my FB peeps love their dogs…

Coincidence? I dunno. Are dog people drawn to other dog people or does it just happen that so many people love their dogs? Of course we love our dogs. Preacher was our first Kuvasz and when we brought him home over 11 years ago, he plopped down on the living room floor and told us he was home. He’s our security system and not much goes on in the world around his house that he doesn’t know about. He can pretend not to hear us call for him but then be a floor and two rooms away when he hears the cheese being opened. He’ll come running. Dazzle joined our family last year and has added some pep to our lives. She’s been the perfect companion for Preacher and has kept him feeling  young as he’s entering his senior citizen years. They love coming into the gym with me to train, but not on Snatch and Clean days. Dropping the bar from overhead stresses out Dazzle.

It’s always nice when the Bigg dogs take time to stop and smell the flowers…

One of my most favorite dogs (Bosco) hails from Melbourne, FL and he owns two of my most favorite gym peeps from Harbor City CrossFit…

Dogs give us security, laughter, snuggles, silliness, a reason to vacuum, friendship, and love. I can’t imagine a life without them.

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.

Andy Rooney

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Friday Jams

Queen. Don’t Stop Me Now.

Not just tonight, but all weekend we’re going to have ourselves a good time. My girl is taking her first little road trip and driving from Minnesooota all the way to Milwaukee, heh. She has moral support and a GPS, all should be well. It’s still unclear if her twin will be coming with her, of course I love to have all my keiki in one place but sometimes work comes first.

Tomorrow is a full day. We head to Bayview for the annual Bayview Bash Strongman contest where Bigg will be helping out.

We jet back to tosa for an afternoon football game and then have pumpkin carving scheduled for after dinner. Yup, pumpkin carving. Yup, I know it’s early but when I have my kids in one place, we take advantage of it.

Besides, getting an extra week or two out of our favorite holiday is festive. We like festive.

Enjoy your weekend. To all the throwers out there in New Mexico, Loon Mtn., and elsewhere…Kilt it!

Everything you see I owe to spaghetti. 

Sophia Loren

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2 Reasons

A Venti sized Brew-Ha appeared on the news and the interwebz yesterday. It seems Starbucks CEO has asked that people not open carry weapons into their shops for fear of disturbing gun rights opponents. Uhhhhhh, ok. He specifically said that if folks want to bring their weapons in anyway, “We’ll serve them with a smile and not confront them.”

But some of the Gunz folks completely over reacted (as Americans tend to do these days) and some have called for a ban on all Starbucks.  Hey! Folks! Calm down and get the facts. Where’s THAT shirt? I’d wear that shirt. Just slow down, get the facts, and stop reacting with temper tantrums that equal a two year old’s.

The obvious question is…why give a press release at all? You basically said nothing and people are so reactionary that both sides were pissed off at nothing you said. Starbucks asked folks not to bring their guns in, but if they want to, that’s okay too. Huh? So what you’re ACTUALLY saying is, uh, status quo, dude? Nothing to see here, move along.

I didn’t even give it a second thought. Until someone asked me to ban Starbucks for their anti-gun views. Uhhhhhh, no. See, there are two reasons why I ban restaurants (folks at the Sherbrook on North ave. pay attention) Shit Service and Shit Product. Starbucks walks north of those two lines (at times, barely) so I’ll stick with an occasional drive through triple tall Americano thank you very much. What I won’t do is participate in this hyper-sensitive hysteria that 24-7 news has brought on. Good lord people, what happens in your life when something important goes awry? I’m just so very tired of this “if you’re not with us,  you’re against us” bullshit that’s at every corner in America. You have Christian values that disagree with another persons lifestyle? BAN THEM! No more Chicken sammiches! Death to your business.

OR

Ya know what? I don’t feel comfortable eating there so I won’t but I’ll shut up about it cuz I respect their right to disagree with me just as I have a right to disagree with them. Hysterical over reaction? Media pawns folks, that’s what you become. Stop that. But at the very least, get the facts and choose for yourself.

For thirty years,” he said, “I’ve sailed the seas and seen good and bad, better and worse, fair weather and foul, provisions running out, knives going, and what not. Well, now I tell you, I never seen good come o’ goodness yet. Him as strikes first is my fancy; dead men don’t bite; them’s my views—amen, so be it.

Robert Louis Stevenson

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Common Ground

It was a whirlwind weekend for tosabarbell. Bigg flew in late in the afternoon on Friday from his first new job work trip. HIS whirlwind week in Sweden and Finland was very successful from a prize point of view (the work stuff was fine too;) The variety pack of Akvavit needed to be addressed and we had quite the tasting session Friday night. Some was fruity, some bold, some had hints of elderberries and anise seed. It was all very tasty but we quickly learned that not ALL Akvavit was smooth as glass. Uff Da!

 

Saturday morning we watched Oz’s football team go 0-2 and was entertained, as always, by sports moms and dads who seem to equate 7th grade football to a State high school championship. Simmer down folks, they’ll get it.  When the new stadium was built, Matt’s family made a donation and were awarded people’s butts right near the 50 yard line.  Heh.

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Then off to Chicago and The Purple Pig. Matt found the Purple Pig last year when we were planning on staying in town prior to the Bears/Vikes game. A sick puppy at home altered our plans and we put it off. So this year, expectations and excitement were high. We put our name on the two hour wait list and meandered across the street for a pre-pig snack. We found a very nice jazz club and grill and split a lamb sammich with some amazing guacamole and corn dip. Couple that with great wine and a dark and stormy for the big guy and our somewhat full tummies were prepared for the remaining hour’s wait.

Our first hint that this was going to be a fun foodie night was our waiter. 


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His mustache made him seem about six feet tall and 240 pounds. In reality, he was probably about 5’8″ and weighed in 155# soaking wet. But I shit you not, that mustache added stature to his frame and his knowledge of the quirky menu and food in general helped make the Pig a wonderful experience. (By the way, if you know how to use the Iphone camera with the flash without getting this white shadow, let me know.) 

We took our time to enjoy various dishes but by far, my favorite was the Roasted Bone Marrow with herbs. By god that was good. Decorum flew straight out the window while I gnawed at the bones right at the table!

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Another fun dish was the Pig’s ear with a type of kale and pickled cherry pepper relish and an over easy egg on top that gave gooey goodness when broken. It was awesome.

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Overall it was a wonderful experience and we’re already forming our attack plan for our next return. If you have a chance to check it out, do it. The only thing we would have done differently is  grab a few road trip BK burgers to pre-game so we didn’t arrive hungry. We know better…never let your Strongman arrive hungry to a restaurant. Hungry to Hangry in 3…2…1!

As always, the Vikes/Bears game was a blast, even in the rain. Even with a comeback win by the Bears in the final moments of the game. Oh well. I don’t let it get to me…cuz I’m not playing. See? It was a great game and the shots that get passed back and forth when the Bears score actually makes the whole day a win/win for me. Our Dollar Tree, clear, ‘One size fits most’ jackets were a total success and even worked for Matt…

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…and the best part of the day? When we were leaving the stadium we had to took a short walk through the tunnel when the loud, enthusiastic chant of “Green Bay Sucks!” broke out for about a minute.

Ahhhhhh…common ground. See? We CAN all get along. 

When I played pro football, I never set out to hurt anyone deliberately – unless it was, you know, important, like a league game or something.

Dick Butkus

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