zendingo’s blog

when i walk my dog......

timid felines watch and hide......

run feral cat run..........

my sweet babu has been feeling under the weather as of late, i really feel for him, for some reason he seems to get cuter as he becomes sicker and more pathetic.  fortunately he seemed to be feeling a lot better today, that’s not to say it hasn't been a trying few days. 

one day last week my dog had diarrhea, he would pace around the door and make his desire to go outside know, of course i would take him (we went a few more times than normal that day) i had thought of calling in sick to work, but for some reason i thought the worse was over, i was wrong.

what i returned home to the following morning brought back vivid memories of the first time i met my friend mike (i'm not sure how, but toby has the unique ability of being able to some how spray liquefied feces on walls and ceilings) 

i opened the door to see toby with a look of guilt on his furry mug surrounded by a floor full of liquid dog shit.  i had to toss my rug and a few articles of clothing as well as spend about 3 hours cleaning (at least i have hardwood floors and didn't have to get a steam cleaner)  and as i mentioned at least he's feeling better today.

anyone reading this remember the gong show?  with mean gene the dancing machine, the unknown comic or chuck barris (he created the dating game, the newlywed game, as well as about 15 other television shows in addition to the gong show)

i was recently given the opportunity (thanks to schwallie) to participate in the studio audience of the new gong show with dave attel.  my excitement at the notion of being on a real television show can only be matched by my disappointment at being on a real television show.

if you plan on watching the premiere episode stop reading now.

a fat kid with a yo yo wins?  WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!

i couldn't freak'n believe it, the first act was a pair of half sister gymnasts who preformed an erotic contortion routine during which they not only simulated the stigmata and performed holy communion, they also disrobed each other to the tune of europes "the final countdown".  there was a bag pipe playing unicyclist as well as an acrobatic performer who balanced himself on stack of tables, boxes, and cylinders stacked about 10 feet high (and his assistant was unbelievably stunning)  but did any of them win?  no, it was a fat kid with a yo yo? 

without a doubt the highlight of the show was guest judge andy dick (of news radio and tabloid shenanigan fame) i am really quite amazed that he made out of his trailer or whatever place they keep the drunk and cracked out celebrity freaks.  i'm even more surprised that the director didn't have a stroke trying to keep andy dick in his seat and on track for the duration of the taping.  it could just be that i'm not an insider and have no eye for the procedures followed for a studio taping, but having to stop the show every 30 to 100 seconds because andy dick passes out, throws up or won't stop asking the bassist if he was also in the clash, seems a little excessive.      

i know it's disappointing to hear, but no i haven't joined the taliban, nor have i taken up employment as a roadie for phil lesh or the upcoming

grateful dead reunion tour.  i know that i'm looking more and more like jeremiah johnson or hacksaw jim duggan everyday, it goes without saying that i need to shave. 

not a lot going on, hence not much blogging going on either (since nobody really reads this anyway it's not anyone's actually missing anything) i have the same job (however i have finally scheduled a test date for my series three exam) i live in the same apt (but i did get some new furniture this weekend, you can't beat a free couch and coffee table that are in really good condition, especially when it's free)  

hands down the only event really worthy of note in recent days is that my sister gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.  i really wish i could be in colorado to meet my newest family member, but alas i must pay the piper and slave away in front of a hot computer monitor.  unfortunately i don't have any pics i can post, so you'll just have to use your imagination.  try to think of the cutest baby you've ever seen, then multiply it by a trillion billion and you might have some idea how beautiful baby madison is!

IT'S VISIBLE HEAT,

RISING FROM THE BLACK ASPHALT,

IT'S THE SUMMER TIME.......

IT'S A SIDEWAYS GLANCE,

OR IS IT AN AWKWARD STARE,

UNEASY SILENCE.....

THE DAYLIGHTS BRIGHT HEAT,

FADES INTO THE EVENING COLD,

BRIGHT STARS, DESERT NIGHT....

RUN, PLAY, DANCE, AND LAUGH,

FOOD FOR THE INNER CHILD,

BALANCED NUTRITION....

homeless man walks by.......

he asks me for a dollar.......

jesus says give two.......

dark clouds in the sky....

raindrops splash on the window...

the taste of moisture...

i watch as you fly....

higher than the eagles wings....

tossed as the winds blow...

the concrete jungle.....

asphalt, pavement, brick, mortar.....

grass grows in the cracks.................

beyond the valley........

remembering days gone by......

lazy saturdays.....

city, sidewalk, streets...........

like vast oceans of concrete.........

islands of green grass........

cats are like ninja...

dogs are more like samurai...

what kind would you be?

sun is shining bright

shadows on the hot concrete

a day for ice cream.....

sunset days end

i walk casting long shadows

sand between my toes.......

short attention span

a large vocabulary

haiku poetry.....

finding the meaning

the shadow behind the words

read between the lines.......

the worlds words describe

echoing our sentiments

communication.....

oxygen deprived

empty lungs burning for breath

swim for the surface....

crisp air fills my lungs

hot silhouettes of my words

early morning fog.......

black birds staring eyes

watching perched on power lines

the tales you could tell.......

fresh smell of spring rain

the quiet between downpours

a taste of moisture...

the rain stings my face

i'm pushed by a cold wet wind

head first through the storm...

rain hits the asphalt

wet splashes make the ground slick

drops march from the sky...