Way too good to miss. Mudflap
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October 29, 2008Embracing UnpredictabilityWhen Life Throws You A Curve Ball
In life, we are always setting goals for ourselves and working to make them happen. This gives us focus and ensures that we use our time and energy efficiently and effectively. It also provides us with a sense of purpose and direction. We know where we are going and what we want to do. But quite often, due to forces outside our control, things do not go as we had planned—the flat tire on the way to the wedding, the unforeseen flu virus—and we have to adjust to a postponement or create a whole new set of circumstances. Even positive turns of fortune — an unexpected influx of cash or falling in love — require us to be flexible and to reconsider our plans and priorities, sometimes in the blink of an eye. This is what happens when life throws you a curve ball.The ability to accept what is happening and let go of your original expectations is key when dealing with these unexpected turns of fate. We have a tendency to get stuck in our heads, clinging to an idea of how we think life should go, and we can have a hard time accepting anything that doesn’t comply with that idea. The fact is that life is unpredictable. The trip you thought was for business — and when the deal fell through, you got depressed — actually landed you at the airport two days earlier than planned so you could meet the love of your life. Your car breaks down, and you are late for an appointment. While it’s true that you never arrive at that important meeting, you end up spending a few relaxing hours with people you would never have met otherwise.In order to keep us awake to opportunity and to teach us equanimity, the universe throws us the occasional curve ball. Remember that curve balls are not only life’s way of keeping us awake, which is a gift in and of itself; they are also often life’s way of bringing us wonderful surprises. Next time a curve ball comes your way, take a deep breath, say thank you, and open your mind to a new opportunity.
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It's All Too Good Man!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Spare Leg
Sensing danger, Burro, the only one thinking I was having trouble coming out of the badlands, carried down the spare leg as an emergency fix.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Does this sleek, high speed unit look penetrable?
Yes friends, this sleek, two owner is at the bottom of most of my concerns as oflate. It is she that amazingly sprouted teats and a very large abdomen almost
overnite. Yes Lizzy pictured above is the ONE. The one the doc's records said was spay and that oooze that appeared on occasion was no doubt just caused by
some little fragment of female innards that triggered a hormonal excretion. The one that I took to the doc 3 days before giving birth with the doc explaining to me that just possibly this is a false pregnancy. Well doc hormone these 8 pups I have all squeeling like little hungry pigs on the bed. They just make the cutest
sounds. I let Susie take both Burro and Liz on a hike tonite and seemed like the
front door had not yet caught wind closing when the pups began with thier hungry little sounds. Not much I could do other than promise them a milkshake when thier mom comes back from an overdue outing. It has been over week since she has done anything physical. (Other than give birth) That may not seem like much to you but our dogs are very spoiled and usually get at least a small walk every nite. They have come to expect this of us.
A very good friend of mine suggested that I should hook Lizzy up to a Cow.
Now, let me tell you, that isn't such a bad suggestion. Been four days and they
have doubled in size. I'm sure that wouldn't have anything to do with all they drink. Lizzy hardly every gets a break. She has learned to sleep while they eat.
Opps there is a commotion in the house, it's Lizzy and Burro crashing thru. Somehow, Burro knows not to get up on the bed. Mental Telephathy? Dog talk?
Susie kind of got lost up at Ward tonite by taking a differnt route. She asked Lizzy to find the trail. She did. This is twice so I guess she knows.
Now she is on the bed with eight nipples in eight hungry little mouths. And sleeping.
Pics will follow.
Like I've always said, It's just too good man.
Mudflap McPuppies
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
The Most Amazing Thing Happened Last Night
Yes, Lizzy who was supposed to be spay and who I had taken to the "Doc"
a week ago with his prognosis that it was probably just a false pregnancy, although her tummy was almost dragging the ground, gave birth to 9 of the cutest, most darling puppies you ever did see. All various colors and color mixes.
Even a couple of pups that have Burro coloring who was neutered 2 years ago.
The Bible says, miracles will start to happen.......................
Mudflap McPups
a week ago with his prognosis that it was probably just a false pregnancy, although her tummy was almost dragging the ground, gave birth to 9 of the cutest, most darling puppies you ever did see. All various colors and color mixes.
Even a couple of pups that have Burro coloring who was neutered 2 years ago.
The Bible says, miracles will start to happen.......................
Mudflap McPups
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Good Grief
As I was calmly raking my apples into a nice pyramid shaped
stack a thought hit me out of the blue. If I was Two and a Half
times as old as the before mentioned in the held in high esteem
Corbie, I would have to be older than dirt. Heart rate excellerating
and blood pressuer climbing I did some quick head math and realalized
this is not quite the case, close thou,
me being 59. I have read that age is just a bunch of numbers
someone figured out sometime before I was born but they do have
some merit as around 60 hair starts turning gray here and there
and on close inspection looking, there is not quite as much of it left.
So now after letting my heart rate come down below 200, undoing myself
from a meditation position, I will calmly and collectivly go back to my task.
Love, Light and Om
Mudflap.
As I was calmly raking my apples into a nice pyramid shaped
stack a thought hit me out of the blue. If I was Two and a Half
times as old as the before mentioned in the held in high esteem
Corbie, I would have to be older than dirt. Heart rate excellerating
and blood pressuer climbing I did some quick head math and realalized
this is not quite the case, close thou,
me being 59. I have read that age is just a bunch of numbers
someone figured out sometime before I was born but they do have
some merit as around 60 hair starts turning gray here and there
and on close inspection looking, there is not quite as much of it left.
So now after letting my heart rate come down below 200, undoing myself
from a meditation position, I will calmly and collectivly go back to my task.
Love, Light and Om
Mudflap.
High Impressions and Even Higher Hopes
Good day fellow and blogger buddies.
Corbie has lit a spark in me that even Lizzy's breath
at night has not been able to blow out. Yes, I am talking
lists. If you knew me at all you would know a person that abhors
lists. Even a shopping list can throw me into convulsions if it happens
at the wrong minute in time and space. Damn them all I say and from
this will emerge a newer and better Mudflap. Maybe. I am going to attenpt
the making of a best song list. Knowing I could not possibly narrow it down
to ten and figuring that I am almost 2 and a half times older than Corbie
therefore have most likely have 2 and 1/2 as many songs playing in my head
sometimes many at once time, I will give myself a break and narrow it down
to say 20 or 25. That should be fair enough. Should I ever do this with movies
I probably could take it down to 15 as I havn't viewed that many movies in the
last 10 to 15 years.
Now I am doing this although there is a blog going almost constantly thru my
mind of something most of you would find hard to believe but you would have
to believe it because it comes from Muflap Serious. To tell you much about it
would give it away possibly but know that it involves a paratrooper and more
money than I have ever seen in my life. So should I forget after the Music List
don't be afraid to bring it to my attention, in fact don't be afraid to bring
anything to my attention even thou I am father of Penny Lane.
Now I must go out and rake my fallen apples into a pile and see if they
will turn to compost by next spring.
To all a fantastic weekend.
Love Light Spirit and Om to all
Mudflap McFly
Corbie has lit a spark in me that even Lizzy's breath
at night has not been able to blow out. Yes, I am talking
lists. If you knew me at all you would know a person that abhors
lists. Even a shopping list can throw me into convulsions if it happens
at the wrong minute in time and space. Damn them all I say and from
this will emerge a newer and better Mudflap. Maybe. I am going to attenpt
the making of a best song list. Knowing I could not possibly narrow it down
to ten and figuring that I am almost 2 and a half times older than Corbie
therefore have most likely have 2 and 1/2 as many songs playing in my head
sometimes many at once time, I will give myself a break and narrow it down
to say 20 or 25. That should be fair enough. Should I ever do this with movies
I probably could take it down to 15 as I havn't viewed that many movies in the
last 10 to 15 years.
Now I am doing this although there is a blog going almost constantly thru my
mind of something most of you would find hard to believe but you would have
to believe it because it comes from Muflap Serious. To tell you much about it
would give it away possibly but know that it involves a paratrooper and more
money than I have ever seen in my life. So should I forget after the Music List
don't be afraid to bring it to my attention, in fact don't be afraid to bring
anything to my attention even thou I am father of Penny Lane.
Now I must go out and rake my fallen apples into a pile and see if they
will turn to compost by next spring.
To all a fantastic weekend.
Love Light Spirit and Om to all
Mudflap McFly
Friday, October 17, 2008
Well as usual, a post I had written a much more detailed
post and off it went off into the ether.
Corbie, I beileve there is still room for you get in on the on
the offers and my veritable good luck. I havn't counted
stuffed envelopes that cover the kitchen table but just by
judging I would say there are 12 to 14 or so. Yes I do seem to
have the amazing ability to look at investments and know
within seconds as to thier go or no go. Problem being, I have
not enough working capitol as to jump on board. Perhaps
all this time I should have been using a finders fee.system. Anyway
yes, I think you are still in the game.
Lindsey, your problem of eating grass has already been thoroughly
looked at and actually put into use by Susie and I. There is the
Crock Pot, beans and dandilions which barely made us gag and then the boiled
grass(long) and quickly sautted in non saturated oil mixed with a few
mushrooms we were lucky enough to stumble upon on one of our walks.
This combination we shared with our neighbors to get another opinion.
Funny though, they didn't stick around even for the extracted grass juice
from the blender. Maybe it was just so good they overfilled themselves.
So, not to worry, just send the money and soon you will be wearing
diamonds and farting thru silk. Hell, you could even join the 55,000 foot
club with your husband. I see this all coming together in a matter of weeks
if I jump on it right now. If you need more reciepies I will send them to you
via the Stamp Mail System.
PS Corbie, I don't see any beach front property in Arizona at this particular
moment but then I have been so busy with all these offers coming in and the
getting back to them that I have hardly had time to sleep. Trust me. They say
when you are on a good luck streak it is like a ball rolling down hill. Sooner
or later it will reach the bottom. I know this to be true from playing 21 in my
younger days. I was way up there then Lady Luck left. I had the sense to get
out and still buy a Road off Road Honda Cash so I know what I am talking
about.
Love, light, utter trust and OM
Mr Mudflap McFly
post and off it went off into the ether.
Corbie, I beileve there is still room for you get in on the on
the offers and my veritable good luck. I havn't counted
stuffed envelopes that cover the kitchen table but just by
judging I would say there are 12 to 14 or so. Yes I do seem to
have the amazing ability to look at investments and know
within seconds as to thier go or no go. Problem being, I have
not enough working capitol as to jump on board. Perhaps
all this time I should have been using a finders fee.system. Anyway
yes, I think you are still in the game.
Lindsey, your problem of eating grass has already been thoroughly
looked at and actually put into use by Susie and I. There is the
Crock Pot, beans and dandilions which barely made us gag and then the boiled
grass(long) and quickly sautted in non saturated oil mixed with a few
mushrooms we were lucky enough to stumble upon on one of our walks.
This combination we shared with our neighbors to get another opinion.
Funny though, they didn't stick around even for the extracted grass juice
from the blender. Maybe it was just so good they overfilled themselves.
So, not to worry, just send the money and soon you will be wearing
diamonds and farting thru silk. Hell, you could even join the 55,000 foot
club with your husband. I see this all coming together in a matter of weeks
if I jump on it right now. If you need more reciepies I will send them to you
via the Stamp Mail System.
PS Corbie, I don't see any beach front property in Arizona at this particular
moment but then I have been so busy with all these offers coming in and the
getting back to them that I have hardly had time to sleep. Trust me. They say
when you are on a good luck streak it is like a ball rolling down hill. Sooner
or later it will reach the bottom. I know this to be true from playing 21 in my
younger days. I was way up there then Lady Luck left. I had the sense to get
out and still buy a Road off Road Honda Cash so I know what I am talking
about.
Love, light, utter trust and OM
Mr Mudflap McFly
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Seven Foot Dog Run Jump or Bust
News alert. When we got Lizzy, that wasn't her name when we got her it was something
lame like Precious or some such thing, she had been owned by a girl in an apartment or small house that had never walked her, let alone let her run. I think I told you the tale.
She also was spayed, dewormed, claws neatly trimmed and taken to the Pet Hair Shop on a regular basis for a bath. Well, looking at Liz last night I detected her back bone seemed to be sticking out. Kinda weird I thought as they are still on a better diet than us. Then looking at her bottom it seemed huge. I called Susie in and said, don't you think Lizzy has gotten huge of the abdomen? Why yes, she has and look how big her tits are. This one gives milk. Impossible I think cause she is spayed. But I did have her down the vets to get an update on the rabies shot and told him then that although he spayed her sometimes she had a discharge and seemed to attract other male dogs. Not to worry he sez, sometimes there is just a little piece of this or that in there that will cause a hormonal change and thus put out love juice. OK. About 2 months ago I came home to see that we now had three dogs. Getting Susie, I told her all excitedly that we now had three dogs, someone must have dropped off there dog and put it in our run. Nice dog, beautiful tan tall boxer mix.
Well I go in the run and he is nice and all but seems to want to get out which I let him and follow him up the street to the first house below our old school court. Back home I start thinking, hmmm you have a wood pile here, I wonder if he climbed the pile and made a daring jump into the run which he had. Now, I am quite sure that Lizzy is knocked up tighter than a tin drum. She is eating like Crazy About Harry and can't get enough water. Last night she woke me up to ask me to get her pickles and ice cream.
So, It will be off to the vet this week to find out indeed if Lizzy just got fat all of a sudden or if I am going to have grand kids.
I had asked the vet, well what if she does get pregnant. Are you going to give away the pups for us. He hesitantly said, well we would have to really check the records and see if I did indeed do the spay.pissing backwards I could see. Say, you wouldn't be wanting first pick on a fine litter of what is to be some really good dogs would you?
Love, Light, Oms and Small Puppies
Royboy
lame like Precious or some such thing, she had been owned by a girl in an apartment or small house that had never walked her, let alone let her run. I think I told you the tale.
She also was spayed, dewormed, claws neatly trimmed and taken to the Pet Hair Shop on a regular basis for a bath. Well, looking at Liz last night I detected her back bone seemed to be sticking out. Kinda weird I thought as they are still on a better diet than us. Then looking at her bottom it seemed huge. I called Susie in and said, don't you think Lizzy has gotten huge of the abdomen? Why yes, she has and look how big her tits are. This one gives milk. Impossible I think cause she is spayed. But I did have her down the vets to get an update on the rabies shot and told him then that although he spayed her sometimes she had a discharge and seemed to attract other male dogs. Not to worry he sez, sometimes there is just a little piece of this or that in there that will cause a hormonal change and thus put out love juice. OK. About 2 months ago I came home to see that we now had three dogs. Getting Susie, I told her all excitedly that we now had three dogs, someone must have dropped off there dog and put it in our run. Nice dog, beautiful tan tall boxer mix.
Well I go in the run and he is nice and all but seems to want to get out which I let him and follow him up the street to the first house below our old school court. Back home I start thinking, hmmm you have a wood pile here, I wonder if he climbed the pile and made a daring jump into the run which he had. Now, I am quite sure that Lizzy is knocked up tighter than a tin drum. She is eating like Crazy About Harry and can't get enough water. Last night she woke me up to ask me to get her pickles and ice cream.
So, It will be off to the vet this week to find out indeed if Lizzy just got fat all of a sudden or if I am going to have grand kids.
I had asked the vet, well what if she does get pregnant. Are you going to give away the pups for us. He hesitantly said, well we would have to really check the records and see if I did indeed do the spay.pissing backwards I could see. Say, you wouldn't be wanting first pick on a fine litter of what is to be some really good dogs would you?
Love, Light, Oms and Small Puppies
Royboy
Monday, October 13, 2008
My Uncanny Good Luck
Greetings and Salutations of the day.
I have written a couple of you about my unbelievable good luck in the recent month.
Yes dear friends, hear me out. I have won without, with any stretching of the truth, well over
10,000,000 dollars sterling just in the last month. It is all being held for me by differnt institutions that believe it or don't do not want my bank acct number or SS.
All they want is a certified check made out to them for various amounts for their holding and insuring my winnings. Usually it is between 240.00 and 500.00 American.
What a deal.
Now before all of you go how can this be? I will tell you. I just seem to be drawing the winning numbers in Lotteries benched out of the US proper.
Now anyone wishing to cash in on my good luck I would be williing to take only twice the amount that is required for me to collect. Fair enough don't you think. I mean, nothing is entirely free.
On another note, I have found out what is wrong with some of my e mails. My mind and eyes work faster than my fingers so sometimes I see the completion of a sentence that is not really there. I must admit thou, there are times when the reverse happens and my fingers outrun my mind. This is a rare occurance. I apologize for any misspellings, lost sentences, or paragraphs. Perhaps this is why I was never accepted for the Naval Adacamy, Yale University and the list goes on and on. I have never given up hope thou and daily trudge out to the postbox with high hopes.
Realizing now, I don't need such honors to paste on my wall with my good luck spree, my daily inspections of the mail box comes later and later. In fact, yesterday when I was supposed to let the neighbors dogs in as they are on vacation, the checkout never happened and the dogs, one of which is 3/4 serious, tried to jump thru the winodw and totally ripped out the screen. Now do you all think I should own up to this or make up a story about the dogs took off on a run and I got tired of waiting for them to return and went to bed, or should I tell the truth. You input plus your cash will be greatly appreciated
Sincerly
McFlap McWaiting
I have written a couple of you about my unbelievable good luck in the recent month.
Yes dear friends, hear me out. I have won without, with any stretching of the truth, well over
10,000,000 dollars sterling just in the last month. It is all being held for me by differnt institutions that believe it or don't do not want my bank acct number or SS.
All they want is a certified check made out to them for various amounts for their holding and insuring my winnings. Usually it is between 240.00 and 500.00 American.
What a deal.
Now before all of you go how can this be? I will tell you. I just seem to be drawing the winning numbers in Lotteries benched out of the US proper.
Now anyone wishing to cash in on my good luck I would be williing to take only twice the amount that is required for me to collect. Fair enough don't you think. I mean, nothing is entirely free.
On another note, I have found out what is wrong with some of my e mails. My mind and eyes work faster than my fingers so sometimes I see the completion of a sentence that is not really there. I must admit thou, there are times when the reverse happens and my fingers outrun my mind. This is a rare occurance. I apologize for any misspellings, lost sentences, or paragraphs. Perhaps this is why I was never accepted for the Naval Adacamy, Yale University and the list goes on and on. I have never given up hope thou and daily trudge out to the postbox with high hopes.
Realizing now, I don't need such honors to paste on my wall with my good luck spree, my daily inspections of the mail box comes later and later. In fact, yesterday when I was supposed to let the neighbors dogs in as they are on vacation, the checkout never happened and the dogs, one of which is 3/4 serious, tried to jump thru the winodw and totally ripped out the screen. Now do you all think I should own up to this or make up a story about the dogs took off on a run and I got tired of waiting for them to return and went to bed, or should I tell the truth. You input plus your cash will be greatly appreciated
Sincerly
McFlap McWaiting
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Possibly, there is no escape
It has been brought to my attention that there was an angry blog with unacceptable language put up on my blog in A Dog's Tail. It doesn't seem to be there any longer. If this indeed did happen it is very possible that my link has been infilterated by the Penguins who I believed I
left in North SLC while working at C&C. They will stop at nothing and in a later blog I will try to alert an uninformed world of thier evil ways. The second possibility to such a hateful blog is that my own right and left brain hemispheres
for a very short period of time seperated and were working without the help of one another as in A Skanner Darkly. I would hate to think that this happened. At any rate, I would like to state my SINCERE APOLOGIES, serious, to anyone that was exposed to such filth. I will do my very best to get to the bottom of this.
Tenderly with Love Peace and OM
Mudflap Mcvestor
left in North SLC while working at C&C. They will stop at nothing and in a later blog I will try to alert an uninformed world of thier evil ways. The second possibility to such a hateful blog is that my own right and left brain hemispheres
for a very short period of time seperated and were working without the help of one another as in A Skanner Darkly. I would hate to think that this happened. At any rate, I would like to state my SINCERE APOLOGIES, serious, to anyone that was exposed to such filth. I will do my very best to get to the bottom of this.
Tenderly with Love Peace and OM
Mudflap Mcvestor
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