Can we please all just get our freak on for the luxury pet services industry??
EVERYwhere I go, I'm treated to pastel-washed neon store-fronts sporting playful, happy dog cartoony creatures cavorting over glass, posters, pamphlets and propaganda about dog-walking, dog-sitting, doggy-daycare (ok, that saved my furniture once), organic dog-treats, dog-taxies... (aside: someone call the feline service parity hotline!). Tonight I came home and found more pet lit on my doorstep- PAWS in MOTION actually has this service- 4 hour off-leash Mountain Hikes with pick-up and drop-off...* That is so Vancouver the now familiar gag-reflex threatens.
I am calling for prices. You know, for those days when a 2 or 3 hour dog-beach foray (which is all that makes her happy now) just doesn't fit in with the whole work all day, come-home-and-collapse-utterly-mentally-defeated kinda days. Of course that's like, no more than one day in a thousand. I note wryly that Dallas' already healthy sense of self-entitlement has gone way way up since we moved here.
I blame Vancouver.
yes, for everything.
I have finally caved in and joined Stupid Facebook. Doesn't it know the whole tech-savvy world mocks it savagely? That is, when it spares a despising moment to glance away for diversion from more important matters like Web 2.0, the uber-politics of the CLOUD (and do you know where your data is), RFID (still!?), and speculation on when is Steve Jobs ever going to shave again. Is he?
There I was, all superior and above it all. Then finally, in a all-too-characteristic moment of weakness, I recklessly signed up. It took an email and password- not even dinner and movie, and then wham-bam, I'm in Facebook Land. To my chagrin, everyone else was already there, but thankfully the party had not yet begun in earnest.
Now I'm in contact with high-school friends I never thought I'd hear from again- we're talking friends from BAND!! I speculate hopefully on the can't-come-soon-enough demise of Classmates.com, that evil, viral-marketing site that somehow acquired a tiny slice of all our profiles and has been hawking it for all it's worth. I'm sure they're the ones behind all the penile enhancement emails.
I wonder if those come with a money-back guarantee.
