This pass week I had three people as me a question related to my face.
First person, "What are you up to?"
Dog replied, "Nothing. Why?
First person, "Your face looks like you are up to no good."
I was puzzled but oh well. I approached the second person later that day.
Second person, "Who did you piss off now?"
Dog replied, "No one. Why?
Second person, "Your face looks like you pissed someone off."
I thought what the hell is it about my face? I continue my day.
I walked into another co-workers office.
Co-worker, "Why do you have that look on your face?"
Dog said, " I farted." (I had to say it. Its the Mad magazine's influence. You know a smart ass answer)
Co-worker's eyes got big and she looked surprised. I told her that she was the third person that day who had a comment about my face. Why were they asking about my face? She laughed as I said," I was born with it".
I'm still wondering what their point was about my face. Is it expressive? Attractive? Unattractive? Well, at least I can be thankful that I don't need an opening line to meet people. I just show my face and they ask me about it. What an ice breaker.
see ya,
dog gone
Dogman707
Thursday, November 28, 2013
A Day of Giving Thanks
Well, today is the day that we as Americans set aside for a day of thanksgiving. We turn and look at the days of this year's past. We reflect on events and things we are thankful for. For some of us, it may appear that there is nothing to be thankful for. But, there is always something to be thankful for. We just may have to dig deep and dust it off to find it. We are each individuals with our own things to be thankful for. You maybe miles from family and cannot make it home, but you can be thankful that you have family. You maybe thankful that you do not have a family. You still think that you have nothing to be thankful for. You just need to look.
As a child I remember that I was thankful that I did not have to go to the hospital because I swallowed a penny. I had swallowed a penny one year and had to crap in a coffee can for a week to find it. I had to do this daily until the penny came out or it was time for the doctor to remove it. Also, I was thankful that since my older sister had a hand in me swallowing the penny. She was the one designated to check my turds for the penny. OK, I put the penny in my mouth on my own and I was only 5 years old. But, she gave me a big pat on the back causing me to swallow it. If my parents couldn't trust me to put the penny in my pocket and not my mouth. What made them think I could find the penny in a turd. Well that day came and I heard the clink in the can. Hooray! I passed it. Now, its big sis's turn to find it. What a day! No doctor and big sis making an awful face and fussing at me for having to search for the penny.
I now have something to be thankful for this year. My family has now read this and said, "Only you would or could put something about a turd into something about being thankful." They are all shaking their heads and rolling their eyes. They groan. "Only you dog." Hey, I'm dog. What can I say. I'm special.
The point I'm trying to make is this. If someone can be thankful about finding a penny in a turd. Surely, there is something that you can be thankful for. No matter how small, you can be thankful for that one thing. I just ask you to look for it. You could be thankful that it takes more than a penny in a turd to make you thankful. Or, thankful for not being related to me. Like my family wishes about now. They are stuck with me.
Finally, I'm thankful for my family, friends, and health. The people whose paths I have crossed this year. The time you have spent reading by blog and allowing a little bit of me enter your life for this small moment. For your views and thoughts left for me to view on your blogs. Thank you for letting me have a small glimpse of your life. It is always interesting to see other peoples view of the world.
see ya,
dog gone
Dogman707
As a child I remember that I was thankful that I did not have to go to the hospital because I swallowed a penny. I had swallowed a penny one year and had to crap in a coffee can for a week to find it. I had to do this daily until the penny came out or it was time for the doctor to remove it. Also, I was thankful that since my older sister had a hand in me swallowing the penny. She was the one designated to check my turds for the penny. OK, I put the penny in my mouth on my own and I was only 5 years old. But, she gave me a big pat on the back causing me to swallow it. If my parents couldn't trust me to put the penny in my pocket and not my mouth. What made them think I could find the penny in a turd. Well that day came and I heard the clink in the can. Hooray! I passed it. Now, its big sis's turn to find it. What a day! No doctor and big sis making an awful face and fussing at me for having to search for the penny.
I now have something to be thankful for this year. My family has now read this and said, "Only you would or could put something about a turd into something about being thankful." They are all shaking their heads and rolling their eyes. They groan. "Only you dog." Hey, I'm dog. What can I say. I'm special.
The point I'm trying to make is this. If someone can be thankful about finding a penny in a turd. Surely, there is something that you can be thankful for. No matter how small, you can be thankful for that one thing. I just ask you to look for it. You could be thankful that it takes more than a penny in a turd to make you thankful. Or, thankful for not being related to me. Like my family wishes about now. They are stuck with me.
Finally, I'm thankful for my family, friends, and health. The people whose paths I have crossed this year. The time you have spent reading by blog and allowing a little bit of me enter your life for this small moment. For your views and thoughts left for me to view on your blogs. Thank you for letting me have a small glimpse of your life. It is always interesting to see other peoples view of the world.
see ya,
dog gone
Dogman707
Sunday, November 17, 2013
The Bastard Child - continued
Memphis stood up and screamed real loud. He screamed at God for allowing him to be born. He scream at Satan. He bent down toward the ground with his fist shaking at Satan and scream, "come and get me! I'll will take over!" Then, he faced grandma. Memphis screamed, "You wrinkled face whore! I will never step foot on your property as long as you are alive. You bitch! When you die, I will dance a jig on your grave. I will spit, piss, and crap on your grave. I will sing ding dong the wicked bitch is dead!" He continued to scream at her with anger and rage. Finally, he stopped and there was a long moment of silence. What could be said? The truth was revealed and everyone knew nothing could be said to change it. They walked to the car for the drive home. His mom did not say a word to him for that out burst of profanity. The drive was a silent one home. Memphis sat in the back seat of the car simmering in anger. At that moment he made a vow to himself, that the world will not see him cry. Also, he would not get overly excited or display it. For the fear of it not being true or taken away a moments notice. Memphis never stepped foot on grandmother's property again. Anytime they went to visit her, He would sit in the car. They never made him get out of the car. They let him just sit there. After a couple of years grandmother was moved into his mother's house.
One day at the age of 15 after a series of events in Memphis's life, he apologized to his grandmother for his actions on that day. He realized that anger and hatred would destroy him as well. She accepted but there was still a big barrier between them. Memphis was now 20 years old and was taking a trip to California and needed to pay for the tickets that day to lock in the low price. He was selling some stock that he had accumulated , but since digital transfer was not around at this time. It would be a week before he received the money for them. So, Memphis went to his mom for the money. He told her that she would be paid back as soon as the check for the stocks arrived. Well, as luck would have it. She did not have the money. She said, "ask your grandmother." He cringed at the thought. He did not want to ask her for anything. He took a deep breath and a large gulp swallowing his pride. He slowly walked into the smokey den were she sat. He explained to her what he was doing and he needed the $800 today to get the tickets. She slowly took a drag of the cigarette and replied, "alright go get my purse." She wrote Memphis the check. A week later he came back with the $800 dollars that he borrowed. He did not want to be indebted to her because he was wanting to prove that he was not worthless and no good. Well, a few years passed and grandmother had become seriously ill. She was in the hospital and Memphis came to visit. She slowly opened her eyes to see who walked into her room. Memphis says, "Hi grandma, how are you feeling?" She replied,"as good as can be expected. I reckon." They talked for awhile about everyday things. Then she asked Memphis to hold her hand. Memphis reached for her hand and she gentle grasp his hand. She squeezed it tighter and patted his hand. Then she said, "Memphis I'm so sorry on how I treated you. You are not worthless and no good. You are the only one that never wanted anything from me. And when you borrowed something you pay it back on the day you agreed to. Memphis I'm proud of you. You are a fine young man. Can you forgive me? I love you." Memphis replied, "grandma I forgave you along time ago. I love you." As he got ready to leave, grandma grabs his hand. She squeezes it firmly and says, " I love you son".
Grandma passed away early the next morning. The last words that were spoken between Memphis and grandma was I love you. He learned that you have to go the distance. He learn that it does not matter what someone thinks. As long as you know the truth and are comfortable with it. With time all things will get answered. He finally heard the words he wanted to hear. He needed to hear. Memphis finally found some peace.
PS. This is the condense version. I felt maybe it was getting too long for a blog. Who knows maybe I will visit with Memphis again.
See ya,
dog gone
Dogman707
One day at the age of 15 after a series of events in Memphis's life, he apologized to his grandmother for his actions on that day. He realized that anger and hatred would destroy him as well. She accepted but there was still a big barrier between them. Memphis was now 20 years old and was taking a trip to California and needed to pay for the tickets that day to lock in the low price. He was selling some stock that he had accumulated , but since digital transfer was not around at this time. It would be a week before he received the money for them. So, Memphis went to his mom for the money. He told her that she would be paid back as soon as the check for the stocks arrived. Well, as luck would have it. She did not have the money. She said, "ask your grandmother." He cringed at the thought. He did not want to ask her for anything. He took a deep breath and a large gulp swallowing his pride. He slowly walked into the smokey den were she sat. He explained to her what he was doing and he needed the $800 today to get the tickets. She slowly took a drag of the cigarette and replied, "alright go get my purse." She wrote Memphis the check. A week later he came back with the $800 dollars that he borrowed. He did not want to be indebted to her because he was wanting to prove that he was not worthless and no good. Well, a few years passed and grandmother had become seriously ill. She was in the hospital and Memphis came to visit. She slowly opened her eyes to see who walked into her room. Memphis says, "Hi grandma, how are you feeling?" She replied,"as good as can be expected. I reckon." They talked for awhile about everyday things. Then she asked Memphis to hold her hand. Memphis reached for her hand and she gentle grasp his hand. She squeezed it tighter and patted his hand. Then she said, "Memphis I'm so sorry on how I treated you. You are not worthless and no good. You are the only one that never wanted anything from me. And when you borrowed something you pay it back on the day you agreed to. Memphis I'm proud of you. You are a fine young man. Can you forgive me? I love you." Memphis replied, "grandma I forgave you along time ago. I love you." As he got ready to leave, grandma grabs his hand. She squeezes it firmly and says, " I love you son".
Grandma passed away early the next morning. The last words that were spoken between Memphis and grandma was I love you. He learned that you have to go the distance. He learn that it does not matter what someone thinks. As long as you know the truth and are comfortable with it. With time all things will get answered. He finally heard the words he wanted to hear. He needed to hear. Memphis finally found some peace.
PS. This is the condense version. I felt maybe it was getting too long for a blog. Who knows maybe I will visit with Memphis again.
See ya,
dog gone
Dogman707
Friday, November 1, 2013
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