Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Spy Thriller (IV)

What I know so far:

1. The wild squirrel bunch is a high-tech crime organization specialized in nut smuggling.

2. They are currently operating near my kingdom.

3. My backyard has been used as a transit route many times during the last couple of weeks.

4. The movement seems to take place once a day before dusk. The squirrel only passes by once.

My report:

I have been watching from my observation post for three days counting today and haven't seen any sign of movement. The only evidence I've been able to collect is some traces that apparently were left behind by the suspect such as some bitten nutshells I collected on the grass as well as new scratches I noticed in the top of the fence. However, my efforts to catch the squirrel on the spot have been useless.

I see the traces but not the squirrel. Where is it? How come I can't see when it passes by? How does it know when to pass without me noticing first? Does it have it all figured out? I am starting to believe that squirrel knows more about me than I know about her. Things like my sleeping habits, my surveillance schedule or much worse, the exact time when I abandon my post to get a snack.

This is not evolving as planned. I may have to revise my strategy and look for a more effective way of surveillance.

Yawn...It's getting late and nothing on the horizon. I'm tired. Time to lay down in that couch.

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Spy Thriller (III)

January 27, 2007

To: Simon The Westie
From: Scotland Yard

Agent 009 from the feline unit has been transferred. Too lazy and too slow to perform his duty. Case is still open, though. We had confirmed a cell of the wild squirrels bunch (a.k.a. the nuts stealers) is currently operating in the US, Central Florida, to be precise; pretty close to your kingdom and within your radius of action. Proceed with caution. Agent 009 set a trap in a house we leased but was outwitted by one their members (see attached surveillance video. The cameras of alldumb.com recorded the whole incident). The case has been re-assigned to you. From now on you will report to SO10: Covert Operations...

…as always, should you or any of your force be caught or killed, the Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions. This e-mail will self-destruct in five seconds. Good luck, Simon, you are our only hope...

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Spy Thriller (II)

At a first glance I thought it was a joke. I kept reading just for the fun of it.

I "ha-ha"-ed the first line. Then "he-he"-ed the second one. I was all smiles and giggles until I reached the third line, when I realized I was in front of something much more serious. Something bigger than I could never have imagined. A dog doesn't receive this sort of e-mail, much less from that kind of sender.

What did they want from me? I am just a dog. Plain and simple. So why would Scotland Yard send me an encrypted message? My understanding is that Scotland Yard is a British police force whose main functions are related to the protection of royalty and countering terrorism in Great Britain. However, they don't have jurisdiction overseas.

Did they suggest that I could be a bridge between the two countries given my dual citizenship, American and Scottish? I've never been part of special operations. I've never been part of an intelligence squad. I always work on my own, doing...well...nothing.

The worst part is that I only could watch the message once. Something about a squirrel they believe could be in the US (?) Very weird message. If I had read it much earlier and saved a copy for my records.

I haven't been checking my e-mail as often as I should, you know?. I am extremely busy doing chores, cleaning up and sorting the laundry to reach for the computer or pick up the phone. That's what mailboxes and answering machines are for...At least, that's the way I see it.

...If my short-term memory doesn't betray me, I believe they said there would be more information coming up...Would that be any time soon? How will that message be sent next time?

The questions pop up much faster that the answers. All I can do for now is keep my eyes open. If they want me to catch that squirrel I can help but they will have to provide more data. That squirrel maybe closer than I think...

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Spy Thriller (I)

January 24, 2007

To: Simon The Westie
From: Scotland Yard

The wild squirrels bunch..stop..dangerous criminal organization…stop…threat to the security of the nation…stop…last time seen in Great Britain around 1991…stop…presumed could be operating in the US…stop and space…

…desperately need your assistance…stop…undercover operation…stop…more information to follow…stop…watch attached video…stop…as always, should you or any of your force be caught or killed, the Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions. This telegraphed e-mail will self-destruct in five seconds. Good luck, Simon...

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Today in History

January 23

1789
Georgetown University is established in what is now Washington, DC.

1849
Elizabeth Blackwell becomes the first woman physician in the U.S.

1906
Simone McLeod arrives to America. She is momentarily detained in Ellis Island due to flea controls.

1958
In Venezuela, a coup d'etat puts an end to General Marcos Pérez Jiménez regime.

The South-American dictator had taken over in 1952.

1973
President Nixon announces that an accord had been reached to end the Vietnam War.

1994
Rebecca Soper is born in Bloomington, Illinois.

2004
Bob Keeshan, "Captain Kangaroo," dies at age 76.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Furry Caddy



In golf, a furry caddy (or caddie) is the dog (generally a Westie) who carries a player's bag, and gives insightful advice and moral support. A furry caddy is aware of the challenges and obstacles of the golf course being played, along with the best strategy in playing it. This includes knowing overall yardage, pin placements and club selection.

The records are not certain, but historians believe that Mary, Queen of Scots, came up with the term "furry caddy" in the late 16th century. Mary grew up in France where military trained dogs carried golf clubs for royalty. It is possible that Mary brought the custom to Scotland, where the term evolved into the word "caddy."

Traditional caddying involves both the golfer and the caddy walking the course. The furry caddy is supposed to be in charge of carrying the player’s bag (even though this is not always the case) and both must walk at the same pace (which is a real challenge, especially if there are distracting factors like birds or squirrels. If your caddie runs after a rodent say good-bye to him and your bag with its $20,000-valued clubs and balls).

The player must keep an eye on the caddie at all times, nobody wants him to lick the clubs or make the hole bigger than its actual size because that would be considered cheating and is heavily penalized by the PGA (Professional Golf Association).

Remember: any penalty caused by the caddy is added on to his/her golfer’s score. The caddy should be aware of his surroundings at all times, especially when players are hitting.

Strolling around, exploring, barking and getting busy without permission is strongly discouraged. Also, the caddy is expected to be with the player at all times and know the rules and point out any rule-breaking on the part of the golfer, such as knowing the maximum amount of clubs a player is allowed to carry.

Monday, January 15, 2007

"Two Sugars, Please"

Tea in England was initially served in coffee houses. Due to high taxation it was expensive, and only affordable for the very wealthy. Despite the cost, tea drinking became widely popular, and tea sellers such as Thomas Twining started selling dry tea, so that ladies who could not frequent the coffee houses could enjoy it.

Tea was very valuable, and was kept by the lady of the house rather than in the care of the housekeeper. It was the lady of the house also who would serve the tea, in imitation of the Japanese tea ceremony.

Anna, 7th Duchess of Bedford had the idea of asking her butler to bring tea, bread and butter to her chambers at 5 o'clock, as she found herself hungry before dinner, and soon started inviting her friends to join her in her sitting room for this new social event.

Eventually, the beverage tea became generally affordable and the growing middle class imitated the rich and found that the meal tea was a very economical way of entertaining several friends without having to spend too much money, and afternoon tea quickly became the norm for everybody...even for Westies.

Yes, Westies also enjoy tea, biscuits and chit-chat.

Maybe nobody represented this period of glory better than Impressionist painter Candace Whittemore Lovely , who brought to life the imaginary world where Westies are the quintessential reference of impeccable manners and proper etiquette...



The painting is called "Two Sugars, Please" and can be found at her site.

I have to confess that I am glad it's a painting. If it was me I surely would have knocked down the table, broke the teapot, devoured the cookies and rolled in the mud...after which I would bet quarters against pennies that that snobbish girl would never invite me over again.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Quotable quotes

"Let us realize that the privilege to work is a gift, that power to work is a blessing, that love of work is success."
- David O. McKay

"Satisfaction lies in the effort, not in the attainment, full effort is full victory.”
- Mahatma Gandhi

"I know the price of success: dedication, hard work and an unremitting devotion to the things you want to see happen."
- Frank Lloyd Wright

"Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all."
- Sam Ewig

(How much wisdom contained in these quotes! I printed them on a sheet I glued to the ceiling so I can read them every time I lay down)

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Tater~n~Banjo

Tater~n~Banjo were an American-based comedy duo who became famous during the early half of the 20th century for their work in motion pictures. The members of the duo were the Scottish-born and-fast Tater and his identical American cousin from the state of Tennessee, Banjo. The pair are considered among the most famous and finest double acts in cinema history. Each brought talents from his solo career to the team.

They made nearly 200 comedy films, silents and "talkies," between 1914 and 1947. They are best known for their "furry characters", a resourceful, success-seeking go-getter who were perfectly in tune with 1920s era America.

Their films frequently contained "thrill sequences" of extended chase scenes and daredevil physical feats, for which they are best remembered today.

Among their most popular and successful films were the features Two to play (1933), Chase the Squirrel (1937), and Hard-Heads (1938); and the shorts A cat! What do we do with him? (1930), Restless players (1932), and their Academy Award-winning short, Biscotti (1932).

Although their individual films were not as commercially successful as Charlie Chaplin's or Harold Lloyd's on average, they were far more beloved by a canine audience desperate to find a voice in modern society.

The critics agreed to recognize belated critical acclaim in the late 1950s and 1960s. However, they were soon forgotten for almost half a century until the year 2006, when an employee of a warehouse found a segment of footage hidden among stacks of old vintage magazines.

For you, an exclusive peek of a scene from the short A cat! What do we do with him?(1930):


Tuesday, January 09, 2007

New Calendar, New Year

I just bought my Far Side Calendar at Borders with the gift certificate Santa got me for Christmas.

It was on sale, 20% off to be precise. All the proceeds from the sales will go to Conservation International. You see, I really do give back to society.

With the remaining balance I got a Blueberry Squirrel Smoothie at the cafe...I was so happy! I couldn't wait to get home to rip it open.



It's been a while since the last one came out. Gary Larson explains it all in this interview, one of the few he's ever given, under the most extreme secrecy, of course. Yipes! They couldn't even take his picture...It's a shame nobody will ever know what Gary looks like.

But one thing is for sure and that is, Gary, wherever you are, whoever you are, whatever you look like: I want you to know this calendar is pure genius. Its pages will be providing me with joy and laughs for the next 356 days to come.