Palindromes And Puniness

Today is a palindrome! A palindrome is a word, phrase, number, etc. that is the same forwards and backwards.  So, today being 11-02-2011, is a palindrome.  Some other examples:

Anne, I vote more cars race Rome to Vienna.
The noon sex alert relaxes no one.
Go hang a salami; I’m a lasagna hog!

It’s also my dad’s birthday today.  Happy Birthday, Dad (even though you don’t read my blog! (I hope!))!

Yesterday was just one of those days where I felt like crying.  All.  Day.  Long.  Then hubs sent me this AJC article about a man whose faithful boxer named Duncan woke him up when their house caught on fire, and after the man escaped, he realized that his dog hadn’t made it out with him.

I sobbed, fairly openly, at my desk at work.  It’s always great to remind your boss that you’re tough as nails on the outside, and an emotional wreck on the inside. Amiright?

Then, because I was feeling masochistic, I scrolled through the available dog list at a local animal control.  Feast your eyes on the weepfest below:

I sent it to hubs with the subject line “OMGSAVETHEM!!!”  I mean, doesn’t this break your heart?  Or are you a cat person?

So much crying!  What is wrong with meeeeeee…oh God, I hope I’m not pregnant.

Lady Gaga Was Not In Atlanta, Probably

Access Atlanta has a super weird story today about Lady Gaga showing up at a ping pong bar called Church (Sister Louisa’s Church of the Living Room & Ping Pong Emporium) in the Old Fourth Ward on Monday night.  She was accompanied by cast members from The Vampire Diaries, and tried to buy a Virgin Mary statue from behind the bar…WTF?

Full story here.

Church is listed on Yelp.com as having a “hipster-like atmosphere”, cheap food, and jukebox music.  Of course it does.  All signs point to me not being cool enough to go there.  So I probably won’t.

I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say that Church planted this story, and it can’t possibly be true.  Imaginative, yes, but it wreaks of a PR stunt.  Right?  Things like this don’t happen in Atlanta, probably.  But if it is true, then I wish I was cool enough to have been there to see it first-hand.

On second thought, if this was a bogus story planted by a hipster bar, they probably would’ve said that The Arctic Monkeys tried to buy a metaphor while accompanied by the cast of nothing because TV is so 2005.  Amiright?

Bark in the Park

Twice a year, the Atlanta Braves let you bring your dog to a baseball game.  They call it Bark in the Park.  And although Buster is not quite as fond of me as I am of him, I jump at the chance to drag him around the city and show him the sights.

It ended up being a great game.  It was our 3rd in the series against the LA Dodgers, and we lost the first two games, so we needed this win for morale, and probably for the playoffs, yadda yadda I just like taking my dog with me.

Originally, Brian McCann, Chipper Jones, and Jason Heyward were NOT in the lineup, but when it came down to the wire with the game tied 3-3 in the bottom of the 9th, all of the fan faves made an appearance.  We were especially excited to see Brian McCann, since he is Onyx’s biological father.

We ended up loading the bases, and then Martin Prado hit a single and we scored and the game was over and we won.  The whole team rushed the field.  I think.  Our seats were pretty far away.

I realized after the fact that I didn’t take any photos of actual human beings.  Do I have a dog problem?