Well, ok, not EVERYTHING, but I thought I'd give you fair warning that I'm going to be archiving a lot of posts sometime this weekend. So if you'd like to read some of the crap that I posted way back when I started this thing, you've got a few days left to do so.

I need to learn how to dance like this:

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Anyone know where I can get one of those thongy little wifebeaters?

Gasoline Hobo: i was flipping between "enter the ninja" and "being john malkovich" earlier. THOROUGHLY enjoyable contrast. have you seen enter the ninja? that's quality cinema, there. it's about a white ninja, who wears a white ninja costume, and has a killer mustache. well, not ACTUALLY a killer mustache, per se. ;)

The Girl: does the mustache kill without caring too?

GH: it totally would if it could. tiny hairy mustache shurikens. OF DOOM.

I am making a new addition to my sidebar.

I know, I know, it's only been a few weeks since I added the illustrious Kattbanjo (the cat who plays a banjo), but there's this other blog that I think deserves (and possibly craves) your attention. Like Mrs. Banjo, they also are animals who play instruments.

You can't. You can only be grateful for the time you had. I'm going to scatter her ashes in a lake that she loved to swim in. I think she'd like that.

Goodbye, Maisie. You made such a difference in my life.

I know that a lot of you have been worried about my pooch, so here's an update. She's stable at the moment, but she's not eating or drinking. She's had pretty bad poop problems over the last few days, and some of it involved blood. I've managed to stop the pooping, and she's on a new medication for her stomach and gastrointestinal tract.

Maisie is doing poorly again, for a completely different reason than last time. I'm having to think about Quality of Life again. I don't want to have to deal with this right now. I'd like for her to be happy and healthy so I could draw comfort from her. That's what I need right now. I need for her to help take care of me. But again, I have to be strong. I have to Do The Right Thing, continue piling things on my already overfull plate because there's just no other choice. I have to pull the ability to deal with all of this stuff from somewhere inside me.

On Monday, I will be 31. I was really looking forward to this one, for two reasons. First of all, The Girl was going to be out here for a week, and second, it was going to coincide with our 1 year anniversary.

Kattbanjo! I had a few thousand hits on the old blog site, but 5,000 hits on gasolinehobo.com is really kind of a milestone that I'm proud of. SO. Awards. I've never really given an actual award before, but I feel rather strongly that I should do it right. That said, I'm going to give you a choice of awards, Miz Banjo:

1) A sock (used)

2) A Hello Kitty Toothbrush (used)

3) A CD of random tunes that I like (stealing the idea from Fluid Pudding)

I'm a bit sad right now. I just realized that the last of The Girl's voicemails from "before" just rolled off of my phone. It was nice to hear her voice on a message or two whenever I got a new one. Now it's just empty. Dead air. Sometimes it's the little things that hit you the hardest.

Here are some more pictures for you.


Hi-Res!

5:00 am: Awaken briefly from a dream. Flex right arm to ensure that it is in fact normal human arm and not robot monkey arm. Go back to sleep.

5:45 am: Wake up. Pee. Go back to sleep.

8:00 am: Wake up. Check clock. Realize it is Sunday. Go back to sleep.

It's sort of amazing to me that I've been doing this blogging thing for about a year and a half now. In that time, I've had quite a few people find my site via search terms, and some of them are pretty damn amusing. Here's a short list for your reading pleasure:

• shark vs. helicopter


• hobo stupid


• gnomes licking ice cream (?!?)


• kebab


• shurikin paper (talk about your paper cuts! ha ha!)


• orange disgusting


• french sheep


• hobo dog


• sprained eyelid

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I was in pretty bad shape when I dropped Maisie off at the emergency vet office. She'd never had a seizure that big before, and it had never taken her that long to pull out of it. Unfortunately, it got worse. That night, she had a total of 8 grand mal seizures. She couldn't get up, couldn't stop twitching, was severely anemic to the extent that words like "transfusion" were bandied about, and it was not looking good at all.

UPDATE: I've added Hi-Res versions to a few of these. If anyone ever wants a larger version of any particular photo, just leave me a comment to that effect, eh? I'd be happy to oblige.




Now in SUPER Hi-Res!

A lot has been going on. It has not been a good weekend by any stretch of the imagination. It started out ok, in that I figured out how to use my camera for night photography. The neat thing about taking long exposure shots is that the camera tends to pick up stuff that the eye does not. A whole extra skyful of stars, for example:



That's after leaving the shutter open for just 10 seconds. Here's what you get if you leave it open for about 5 minutes:

We begin today's HoboCast with news from Japan. Saitama Resona Bank in Kumagaya was not attacked by a 58 year old would-be robber. According to GHN sources, the victim (more on that in a bit) approached a teller and asked "Any idea how you rob a bank?".

The teller conferred with an associate, who advised the gentleman to vacate the premises. The victim politely complied, and then accidentally stabbed himself on the leg on the way out.

Ok, you all have to go and check out KattBanjo's blog. She is a cat who plays a banjo, and sometimes yells "MOOOOOOOD NIIIIIIPLES" for no apparent reason. I think you'll agree that she's a perfect edition to my link collection.