Thu 2 Mar 2006
Introducing Ella . . .
She belongs to Karissa, but Eric has agreed to 10% non-capital stock ownership obligations. Can anyone say, “Grave Error”? Come on, she’s cute, she’s beautiful, and hopefully she’ll be a babe magnet.
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March 3rd, 2006 at 4:02 pm
I don’t know if i would give Eric ownership rights to dog…. based on Eric’s past performance as an Uncle to my dog (Dixon). Just kidding. Ella is very cute.
March 3rd, 2006 at 5:15 pm
Based on Eric’s experience with brother’s dog’s owner, Eric is reluctant to assume rights in pictured dog.
March 4th, 2006 at 6:51 pm
Eric you have already assumed rights! (i.e. youre stuck baby;)Eric’s older brother is worrying me!:(
March 7th, 2006 at 4:24 am
OLDER brother?? What’s up with that??
March 7th, 2006 at 6:01 pm
I am older in a lot of ways.
April 11th, 2006 at 3:25 pm
[…] Ella loves me. Every time I go to Karissa’s house to visit my beautiful little Ella, she (Ella, not Karissa) gets so excited to see me that she pees right there on the spot. And it’s immediate. She tries to hold it. I know she does. But the moment I touch her, she instantly lets it out into a little puddle on Karissa’s floor. Isn’t that sweet? It’s been a long time since I had that effect on another living soul. […]
April 23rd, 2006 at 9:00 pm
[…] From Thursday morning to Friday evening, I was in Germany and Sweden for work. Both days required early mornings and late nights. On Friday night, I had a dinner with Beatriz where we finally got to meet each other. Like dueling swordsman (reminded me of the duel in the Princess Bride, “I am not left handed either”), we fought to see who could talk the most and the longest. We also had a funny encounter with Italians. Then on Saturday, I had to rush to Karissa’s house to take care of Ella for the remainder of the weekend. For what it’s worth, I am not cut out to take care of a puppy. As a matter of fact, while I try to write this, Ella is trying to catch my attention by putting a saliva stained tennis ball in my lap. I also got to put dog fecies into little plastic bags. That’s not something that I enjoy, especially when it is wet and warm. Meanwhile I have 83 work-related and unread emails from today (Sunday) alone. Hence, the distraction that inhibits the following posts: […]