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Wah, wah, waaaaaaahhh!

You ever fuck up while driving and wish you had a "sorry dude" horn. I know what it would sound like. It'd say "wah, wah, waaaaaaaaaah" And if you crashed it would do the 'wah, wah, waaaaaaaaaah" thing and then say "Game Over" across your dash board.

I had a lot of time to think today. We hiked up a mountain only to get slightly ditched by our homies who had to go to work and two of us took turns carrying a Husky over our shoulders down the mountain. I'd have stolen that horn out of someone's car if they'd had it. Cuz it really kinda summed up the day. Did I mention the dog was wet? And dirty? And that a beer exploded in my backpack so I had beer dripping down my back?

On the plus side, the hike looked like this:

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Ahhhh, sunshine.

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This is Teshen, the sweet tired dog.
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We caught a ride back pretty easily with a series of nice folks. Oh, and I got to glissade (its like how you barefoot waterski, only its sliding down a pitch of snow in your shoes.) So yeah, all in all, it sorta worked out pretty good.
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  1. JudithAugust 1, 2009 at 9:30 PM

    That's adorable of Teshen with the wildflowers!

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  2. AnonymousAugust 4, 2009 at 4:50 PM

    Teshen is so sweet!! mja

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  3. Karin MitchellAugust 4, 2009 at 9:16 PM

    I believe what you both meant was "what nice PEOPLE for carrying that tired old dog down a MOUNTAIN."
    And yeah, she's sweet.

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  4. AnonymousAugust 7, 2009 at 5:49 PM

    That pic reminded me of Gina's sister, so if you put that in context with Gina's comment it's weird, but maybe TBK will think that's hot in theory & feature you as a YATBK. Unless you've been starring there already & I missed it ('cause her site is too much for me).

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  5. Karin MitchellAugust 9, 2009 at 6:07 PM

    I haven't been featured yet, but yes I will be a Yak butt. Can't wait. I can see how TBK can be too much for some, but I'm not sure that there is a too much for me. I LOOOVE people who push the limits of what's acceptable/comfortable. But I generally veer more toward grossing people out.

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