Saturday, September 6, 2008

Dog... or Ewok?

We report, you decide.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Return of the Pupdates: Lucky Lotto

As evidenced by our adventures with Annie, Justin and I are suckers for dogs. We are simply happier when we have a dog in our life. After Annie's adoption (you can see the Animal Rescue forum confirmation here, along with a picture in which I very poorly MS-Painted out Annie's terrifying redeye) we found ourselves dogless. Fortunately (well, unfortunately, I guess) we may be dogless, but Korea sure isn't.

So say hello to School of ROK's new puppy (or "kangaji," as the locals are wont to say): Lotto!

She's a tiny 8-year-old Shi-Tzu/Yorkie mix, which I guess makes her a Shorkie, because it's less rude than combining them the other way. And this picture is very old - we have to take her to get groomed this weekend because her fur grew in with her old foster parents and boy howdy, does she have some matting issues. Unfortunately, the flash is broken on Justin's camera and we'll have to wait for the weekend when we can photograph her in daylight.

Anyway, it's good to have a dog again, even if she pees on the floor, tries to sneak into bed at night, and refuses to keep walking with me while Justin goes into the bakery to pick up a baguette to go with dinner. Seriously, she wouldn't budge. You could tell she was thinking, "Look, you may be so dumb that you forgot we had another person when we started this walk, but I remember him, and we're not going anywhere until he gets back." It's kind of touching, actually, although it does put a cramp in my plans to abandon him willfully at the dry cleaner...

PS. The good thing about teaching more than one section of the same grade? Double the bang for your lesson-plan buck. The bad thing? 32 rough drafts to read in two days last weekend, about to become 32 final drafts to grade tomorrow. And did I mention that I'm somehow now assistant-teaching first grade art? Stay tuned to find out if I live until October...

Monday, September 1, 2008


I got an e-mail from my mother today. It read:

"Ever notice your resemblance to the roaming gnome? Well, we did!"

To which I can only reply, as I have for many years now: Dignity. Always dignity.

[Edit: As per Mom's request, Photoshop credit goes to my sister Jackie, the patron saint of using her powers for evil]