Katrina Kauses Kancer

So, tomorrow morning Pugsley goes in for the official removal of his balls. Say a prayer and shed a tear folks. Tis a sad day for all ball aficionados. He may or may not have Prostate Cancer. Three Vet fingers up a swollen Pug anus can only show so much. This will be revealed in the surgery I am sure.

On Wednesday my mother - my hero - goes in for a Bilateral Mastectomy.
Don't just say a prayer, but light a football field full of Novenas on
this one. Megan and I will be spending lots of time at the hospital
this week. We have great plans of graffiti-tagging a pro-life poster that is in front of the institution. Shhhh - don't tell anyone. (I am kidding.)

And I am well aware that there are three K's up there. That was just meant to be in poor taste. And kind of funny. And its true - Cancer rates have skyrocketed in the coastal region since Katrina. Stress = Cancer. Pugsley is stressed.

Pugsley, "Oh why am I cursed with such shiny black balls?!", originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

Youtube, will you marry me? I would make a great wife.

I Heart...Everything.

Did you see Alan Moore on The Simpsons with Art Spiegelman and Daniel Clowes? I met two of those people - but NOT Alan Moore. Le Sigh, someday.



Also, I saw Beowulf tonight so Mr. Gaiman gets an honorable mention.

Pssst... thanks everyone for the kind gifts, letters, words and phone calls. We really appreciate it down here. I heart you too.

Why My Sister is Awesome

She blooms bullets.

Balls.

So, I am in New Orleans rocking it hard with Sandra Rae. She is quite possibly stronger than Frank Miller's Batman in A Dark Knight.

In our daily coming and goings we often drive past the 17th street canal. You know the one:



Some awesome person has taken it upon themselves to build a huuuuuuuge mansion right where the levee broke. It is huge. But, not as huge as their balls. (Or ovaries respectively.) I love them.

Speaking of balls - imagine the Mona Lisa without her smile. Hurts, don't it?

Now imagine my Pug, Pugsley, without his big black balls. Hurts worst, right?

Pug Slurp, originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

After 14 years of life Mr. Pugsley may be facing his remaining years as a Castratto. (There are medical reasons for this.)

A shot in the dark.

Good Bye Chicago. You were an abusive boyfriend who loved me tenderly from time to time. I love the people I know there and miss them with all my heart.