Gotta  little photo of me looking a little old and grizzled over on Olivejuuuuuice.

Check it out here: http://olivejuuuuice.com/2011/01/roscoe/

Someone sent me this link the other day accused me of not being up to the challenge. At least I have my dignity. At least I have that.

Today I am 12. Monty and I are celebrating! Its Taj’s birthday too, but he’s off at work at Odyssey having a pizza party lunch.

Dave Parrick Photos

I’m just letting you guys know when I lose my shit and go postal its not gonna be cause of my job, or my girlfriend or some political BS. Its going to be because you bastards are not using the turn signals on your cars. I know its some of you bike rider kids in those cars too. I’m sick of you guys almost killing me with your sketchy driving.  I’m warning you right now, you better blink if you wanna stay alive.

I think this is the good thing about working with headphones on… sometimes you hear things. Like this, I could swear I just heard someone in the other office say “Back to Fallopian tubes”. They didn’t say anything even close to that, but gave me a giggle.

Call it the naive perspective of a dog, but seriously, I’ve had about enough of this oil crap. I think its time to stop this darned leak already. And, while we’re at it, how about an honest apology for producing the crap in the first place. You know, anyway you slice it, burning oil sucks. Burn it in your car, your lawn mower… I realize not everyone can smell as well as I can, but I know you all know that exhaust smell and its awful. Its toxic… it kills you if you breath it in and yet we produce millions and millions of things every year that spew it out. Its one of those human things that just doesn’t make sense from a perspective even 10 feet away. Are we on a collective out of control train hurtling towards the edge of a cliff? Or will science save us.  You should take a hint from me… I’m a dog dude… I don’t need no stinking oil. Lets just play fetch with a stick.

Dinner was weak this evening. Only one kitty for me tonight. Guess times are tough… maybe one got away… or the economy or something. I’m used to at least half a dozen. Lame.

This guy is such a douche! Ain’t no coyote gonna mess with us while we are jogging through the farm with your security detail. That’s ridiculous. You’re full of it. Politicians man… worse then mailmen. -R

Smith grinding that shit!

I’m not always sure that people understand dog humor, but here’s a few of my cartoons anyway.- R

Generally speaking I’m a pretty good dog. I rarely question my owner Taj. And, generally I think I’m better for it. But, given the intimate position afforded to dogs I see a lot of things that the rest of you might not see. For instance, for years I’ve noticed that Taj seems to think its funny to call people’s little dogs “things”. He seems to be oblivious to the fact that when he does this, “hi, what’s up with that little thing?” the person accompanying the little dog almost always gets a sour face. From what I can gather people don’t appreciate their loved ones being called “things” as if they were some alien he couldn’t quite identify. I think I even heard him call one ladies prized chihuahua a “little mutant thing”.

Its a sign of advancing age I guess but now it seems like all of our friends and family are showing up with new born babies. Once again I see Taj thinking he is quite clever and witty when he jokingly says, “What’s up with that thing?” And once again I can’t help but notice the look of disgust sent by the new family while he seems to remain oblivious… smiling away like a dope thinking he just cracked a great joke.

I’ve gotten to do a lot of things in my life. Been around a while now as I enter my 77th year. One of the things that people always get a kick out of is seeing me in my youth starring in a BMX video.

You can watch the whole thing here. It was really fun working with Dave Parrick and Taj and shooting everything in super 8 film. I really prefer working with film. Its so superior to digital.

I also used to have a line of signature shoes. I never had much use for shoes myself, but, you gotta make the money you know? Etnies was always pretty cool anyway and I was really glad to get to design them. Of course I made them 100% vegetarian…. more cows for me! In my contract it was actually agreed that I should get raw hide bones equal to exactly how much cow hide they saved by using synthetics for my shoe.

Anyway, back to my video. Although I really wanted to do all the stunts myself union regulations kept me from doing most of the work. In hindsight it was probably for the best, but at the time I was so pissed at that dummy version of me… Out there having a blast while I spent hours in a stupid make up chair doing nothing. I did get really good at riding the cart though during the less dangerous shots. It might look easy, but really it takes a lot of body english to keep that thing on track.

At the end of filming the crew let me destroy my stunt double dummy. It was a huge release. Kind of one of those Office Space printer beat down scenes in real life. Not to get all metaphysical but I kind of felt like I was taking my life back with my lifeless clone out of the way.

I would have to say that film work isn’t for me (long hours and sitting around to racing around in seconds flat), but I am glad to have gotten the experience. As you travel through life its the one off things like this that lead to good stories later on.

Dude, this new bone is the best! Chicken flavored raw hide. I’m going to carry this around for at least a couple weeks before I even think about chewing it up. This thing is awesome!

So this is what I wake up to every morning. My (sometimes) little buddy Monty. He’s one of those morning people (not sure if morning-dog is a term). Wakes up so peppy and ready to go. I could easily sleep a few more hours but sure enough, 7:30 am every morning this little guy is rolling around and trying to play. Go back to bed Monty!