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Morrie Christmas!

December 25, 2016 Leave a comment
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Chef Morrie

October 31, 2016 2 comments
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All Tucked In

February 3, 2016 1 comment

My wookie is all tucked in and fast asleep…

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As for me, in a few short hours I’ll be on my way to Nawlins’ for this year’s “trip of a lifetime“. It’s Mardi Gras time and I’m all swagged up!!!!!

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Turkey Dog

November 27, 2015 Leave a comment

Oh boy oh boy! Turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, and stuffing for me!

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Burp!!!

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ZZZZZZZ!

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Morrie Sez Boo!

October 31, 2014 Leave a comment
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Frightful And Sugarful

October 31, 2013 1 comment

Boo!!!!!! King Morrie and his serf BD00 wish you all a very frightful and sugarful Halloween. Moo Hah Hah!

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The Peanut, The Tini, And The Look

February 28, 2013 6 comments

My fave ritual happens every Friday evening as soon as I get home from work. It goes like this:

1) As soon as I get into the house, my best buddy, my dog Morrie, saunters over to the sliding door that opens out onto my deck and plants his butt below the door handle.

2) While Morrie, tail a waggin’ and eyes alight, sits patiently at the door, he watches me sloowly fix up a multi-shot, dirty, vodka martini.

3) After draining the shaker into my ‘tini chalice, I walk over to Morrie and hand him his rubber “peanut“. Then I slide the door open.

4) As soon as the door is open barely wide enough for him to get through, MorrieĀ  bolts over to our sacred spot in the corner of the yard. He then drops the peanut, sits, and looks at me with great anticipation.

5) With ‘tini in hand, I coolly strut over to “our” spot and pick up the peanut.

6) I proceed to play fetch with Morrie over and over and over till I’m done sipping my ‘tini, which, due to the capacity of my chalice, can take quite a long period of time.

7) I pickup the peanut and walk back into the house while Morrie stays put at our sacred spot and gives me his WTF! look.

8) After a few minutes of misplaced “hope“, Morrie dejectedly concludes that we’re done. Then he stretches into his inimitable four point football stance, pees, and comes back into the house.

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What’s your fave ritual?

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