more world cup

in regards to our world cup predictions george bush just called to remind me.....you forgot poland!

world cup & canines

now that my friend frodo is here and the world cup is looming, we're making wagers. i'm more of a real football fan but my sister ethel is a bit of a field about that other kind of football, as you can see. as per usual, my lack of knowledge does not stop me from formulating very strong opinions on the matter, in particular since sports and politics and irrational passions all come together in a nice package. here are our rooting interests:

ethel's team: france (her favorite, belgium, didn't qualify and she told me to type: "anybody but those snooty germans who think their shepherds are better than everyone else's. the brazilians sure have nice elegant footwork like me, though. but since when did they make it a rule you can't bite the ball? cuz i want to bite it.")

her pick to win: france

frodo's team: england (he's becoming a good future canadian and is obedient to the queen)

his pick: netherlands (as a good canadian, he knows he's unlikely to win)

mr. jay's team: u.s.a. (he's a gun-totin' patriot at heart)

his pick: brazil or france (because he's a cheese eating surrender monkey too)

and, you've been waiting for it:

wally's team: my team (wales) didn't qualify, nor did my friends the irish or the scottish (we all hate the goddamn british!) so I'll root for the underdogs--the ivory coast (also, they have pretty uniforms).

my pick: france or germany (on behalf of my corgi cousins--eat it limey bastards!)

will to wally

here's a story about the sido program in san francisco that takes care of the needs of animals when their owners die. they remind you to put your pet in your will so they will be cared for. i wholeheartedly agree, i should be in your will.

i love this picture of me looking like the saint that i am.

re-uni-ted and it feels so good!

frodo, the sequel, appearing at my house this wednesday. he can't stand to be without me, i'm sure.

summering shepherds

my friend narra's on vacation! happy trails, narra. while at a colorado rest stop she met a black lab named "husker." i hope husker left behind a little piece of nebraska, if you know what i mean.

punch drunk apes

zookeepers in budapest are "keeping their monkeys and apes blood counts high" by giving them red wine:
BUDAPEST, Hungary (Reuters) -- Monkeys and apes at the Budapest Zoo drink their way through 55 liters of red wine each year, albeit in small quantities each day, to help boost their red blood cells, the zoo said Monday.

sounds good to me. hand over the fat dog stout, i feel my blood cell counts are gettin' low.

i pee on bushes (and your constitutional amendment)

hmmm...just get caught gathering data on private citizens's internet usage? support for your war withering in the shadow of possible war crimes? economic indicators telling a bad story? why, it must be time to revive the constitutional amendment banning same-sex marriage! thank goodness, as my good friend rick santorum likes to remind us, it is a slippery slope from same-sex marriage to people trying to marry their dogs and i am a confirmed bachelor!.

i'm so glad some of you naked apes have so much good sense that in light of news that soldiers may have assasinated small children, you realize that the greatest threat to civilizations is a couple of lesbians getting hitched in massachusetts. thank GOODNESS you sensible naked apes are in charge of the planet. i'll take my chances with the killer chimps.

deutsche dogge

my granny sent me this picture of a handsome german dog from her trip to deutschland. love of short-legged slightly chubby dogs is universal. i imagine my german brethren would welcome me with open paws, if their legs were long enough to open.

speaking of german hospitality, i also read a funny story in today's new york times about rude british soccer fans. their fellow brits are afraid they might be naughty at the world cup with chants like "two world wars one world cup." i'm not sure being better at war than soccer (last world cup--1966) is anything to be proud of. unless you take after your chimp cousins (see below).

i'm not sure why everyone is getting so worked up. it's not like it's real football. (wally 1, soccer-loving weirdos 0).