• Men peeing in public
• The smell of subway station stairways on a hot, summer day
• Movie sets. Freaking movie people filming “on location” and getting in the way of real life
• Getting parking tickets outside my apartment whenever I rent a car
• Noise, noise, and more noise. Construction noise. 18-wheel truck noise.
• Making sure Snick dodges vomit on the sidewalk during our late night weekend walks
• Salt and slush everywhere when it snows
• The difficulty of traveling locally with Snickers
• Tourists!!!

Like before, that’s just off the top of my head.

• I’m porting the blog to WordPress and redesigning the templates sometime in the next couple months. Fun fun.
• I received some photos last week from a high school reunion that was held this summer. (I’ve never made it home for one.) I’m sad to say I only managed to recognize 4 people out of about 40.
• WATER, IT DOES THE BODY GOOD!
• Snickers is scheduled to take his AKC Canine Good Citizen test on October 24. We have some work to do between now and then.
• Did someone shorten the days to less than 1,440 minutes each and not tell me about it? Lately, I can’t seem to keep up with everything that has to get done in one day.
• A neighborhood friend gave Benedict some dog food for Kaos a couple days ago.
• Why do tourists insist on trying to flag down cabs that are occupied???
• ~T~ is getting a Sidekick. She’s paying for it herself from savings. WOW!

I just ran across this post re: tourists to our fair city. Well said!!! I’m tempted to print it out and hand it to tourists on the street. I’m always tripping over them anyway, so jamming a paper in their hand wouldn’t require any extra effort.

Everyone asks why I didn’t kick the guy back. I HAD TO CHECK ON SNICKERS. By the time I knew he was OK (perfectly fine, just a bit befuddled), the jerk was almost a block away.

Besides, all that really mattered to me was taking Snick home and giving him lots of extra snuggly love.

Who goes to someone else’s city and kicks their dog??? Apparently, American tourists do.
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Everyone keeps asking where I’m going this weekend. GOING? Why would I go anywhere??? Long, holiday weekends are the BEST time to stay home. Everyone else leaves. The neighborhood isn’t so crowded. It rocks! Honestly.

Oh, and PS, if you are reading this from somewhere other than NYC, please do not take this as an invitation to come here on holiday weekends. Please no. We don’t want you here.