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This Bastard reporter has learned that Lucky and Buddy, a mixed breed and a Labrador who were Diane Sue Whalen and Donald Roy Siegfried’s sex trained hounds, will both be taken to a no-kill sanctuary next month for rehabilitation.

These poor innocent pooches are now finally receiving the proper kind of ‘puppy love’.

Earlier this month a judge ordered that both Lucky and Buddy be examined thoroughly by a veterinarian to learn if the dogs would be suitable for rehabilitation and eventual adoption into a loving caring family that will not want to use them as bestial sex toys.

The vet pronounced both dogs physically and mentally suitable for adoption.  Then cut their nuts off.

Diane Sue Whalen’s adult son found more than 150 video tapes of her performing sex acts with both Lucky and Buddy, as well as a blue heeler named Merlin owned by Donald Roy Siegfried.

After viewing all 150 tapes because he ‘just couldn’t stop looking’, and vomiting repeatedly, he turned them over to the Tulsa County Sheriff's Office.

Don and Di were both charged with felony crimes against nature, while only Don was charged with filming the dastardly deeds.

All dogs involved were immediately taken into custody.

When I asked Mr. Siegfried’s attorney how anyone could video tape such sick sexual acts, and more than 150 times, he explained that Don had told him, ‘I just couldn’t stop looking!’

He also told me that while Diane’s son began vomiting while viewing the films, Don Siegfried began masturbating while taping them.

“I know I’m the man’s attorney,” he began, “but he is one sick freak!  And Diane is one dirty kooter!”

A non profit organization, the Oklahoma Alliance for Animals, has said that both Lucky and Buddy are doing quite well and no longer try to hump their human caretakers since being neutered.

The Tulsa County Sherriff’s Office teams with the Oklahoma Alliance for Animals with cases involving animal cruelty.

So if you ever intend to rape an animal, be prepared to face the criminal consequences and the forced humiliation of writers such as myself.

This Bastard reporter is pleased that these two dogs, Lucky and Buddy, now have a second chance at life.

The Oklahoma Alliance for Animals, as well as many other animal care agencies and shelters, need your help.  Send or take them donations or money today.

Well, what are you waiting for?  You can afford it.

Help them, goddamn it!

Meet Buddy. I bought him for my daughter, but turns out it was really for myself. I love to watch him and feed him fruit flies. (Funny how we used to have fruit flies everywhere, but now they are no where to be found . . .) Buddy is brighter colored, more purple and definitely happier now than when I first took this picture. And if anyone can offer tips on how to take a picture through a fish bowl, I am all ears!

Here's a recent conversation between my daughter and her grandfather.

Me: Show grampa your new fish!
My daughter: Grampa, see my fish? His name is buddy.
Grampa: Oh, he’s pretty!
My daughter: He’s not a girl; he’s a boy.
Grampa: Oh, then he’s handsome.
My daughter: Grampa, he doesn’t have hands. He has flippers

Just a few titles and voice-overs and we're done.

Once again, Buddy has stepped up to the lead role with Justin portraying a hilarious supporting role.

I have been known to call people buddy, bud, pal, ect ect.

For some reason I like the term Buddy, or Bud better than a friend.  To me a friend is someone you can talk with, hang out with, and share a few common interest with. A buddy has all of those characteristics, as well as being someone to share extremly personal stuff with and open your heart and mind too.

Merriam-Webster (thanks to Adam I like Definitions) says a friend is one attached to another by affection or esteem

Merriam-Webster says that a buddy is a companion or partner.

I love it when someone you know, care for, and respect says "hey buddy" when they first write you a message or see ya in person.  Hey Buddy has a more personal account to it.  Hey dude is alright for your friends, but hey buddy almost implies that you have know the person for years and that they are your good life long friends.

I almost look at the difference between "buddy" and "friend" as a higher level. Kind of like your too good to be a friend, instead your my buddy.

We bought this Buddy 150-cc Italia scooter yesterday. It's olive-green, a 2-seater, and I feel like the little girl I was in India, riding behind my dad on his Bajaj scooter. The fresh air in the face, the feel of the road as we go along, I love it all.

A red Vespa was my dream; but who wants to pay an extra $1500 for the brand name, the image.

I'll get back to writing earnestly soon.

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Spring:

First the tea. Yesterday, I got the Tru-Berry Blast (brewed Wild Berry Black Tea over ice with soy milk). Today, I had the Peach Blossom White Tea. Now I'm not going to even attempt to describe tea (there are plenty of tea blogs out there for that), but the Peach White Tea was outstanding - the peach wasn't too sweet, and did cut down on the harshness/bitterness of the white tea; it would make a great iced tea! And not to sound like a commercial, but I've never had a bad tea from the T(ea) Gallery. Over half of the teas I have at home are from there. And it's so laid back - every city deserves to have a tea shop like this!

On to the dog. The only dog for me. The one I jokingly call my boyfriend. My dear Buddy is starting doggie daycare on Monday. Today was my last day with him. He laid around and didn't get excited for anything except, well, when I said "Wanna get some tea?" he jumped up and licked my face! So we had to get some tea (well, tea for me, cuddles for him!). It's bittersweet to say goodbye to him, he's been a constant companion for several weeks (4 days a week). However, I will enjoy not having to get up at 7:30 to let him in! I've been spending time with Buddy since January; it's hard to believe that he won't be in my life every week from now on.

Saying good-bye to Buddy made me realize that I'm getting very close to moving. I only have 3 weeks left in Seattle. It's hard to think that in 3 weeks I'll be driving to Pittsburgh. There's still so much to do and so much I want to do! I've started sorting through my stuff, I started packing today. I also started preparing for my "leaving do" (going away party) next Saturday. It's hard. I'm on my third cup of tea today to soothe my nerves; it's Ginger Lime Rooibos from, where else, the T(ea) Gallery! (Okay, now I sound like a commercial! lol) Big changes ahead and I'm ready for it, or as ready as I can be.

Parting shots - Buddy and me in May, a few days after graduation and Buddy in costume. And I couldn't resist the last picture - one day a few weeks ago after a walk, Buddy came in and sat on the chair like that - arm on the armrest, smiling!

A Reporter from KOB news tried to reach Tapia for comment, but she was nowhere to be found. No one answered the door at her home or her parent’s home. A man at her parents’ house refused to make a comment or be interviewed.

"Buddy" is now at the Valencia county animal shelter waiting to be adopted. Over a hundred people have offered to adopt him. However, buddy will remain at the shelter until they know the verdict of Tapia's trial.

Buddy is seen in a new video where he appears friendly and pleasant. It is hard to believe that a person could do this to an animal that only wants to be loved and treated with respect. I truly believe that there are evil people out there that prey on the innocent and defenseless just because they can.  

 See the original story and new video: http://kob.com/article/stories/S512760.shtml?cat=500

Was gibt es zu berichten…eigentlich nichts Besonderes!

 Seit fast 3 Monaten wohnt die Chaos-WG nun schon in Wuppertal und es ist gar nicht so spektakulär wie man es sich erhofft hat!

Man freut sich über eine eigene Wohnung und dann DAS.

1. Man muss sein Essen selber kochen
2. Man muss den Haushalt selber schmeißen
3. Man muss sich selber um Rechnungen kümmern…

Zu viel Stress auf einmal!

Aber eines ist geblieben, Mama kümmert sich um die Wäsche! Immerhin!

Mama ruft auch jeden Abend an um sich zu erkundigen was man gegessen hat!

Damit man ja nicht vom Fleisch fällt kauft sie immer schön Süßigkeiten für Wuppertal, die David gerne mal nachts „einatmet“.

Aber Hey, ist ja genug da ;)

Man könnte meinen, dass ein Leben alleine, bzw. in einer WG partyreich sein könnte.

Dazu kann ich nur sagen: Ganz ehrlich, NEIN!

Besonders dann nicht, wenn man in der Klausurphase ist ;)

Einen besten Freund haben wir auch schon gefunden. Und zwar Buddy.

Buddy ist sehr nett, unkompliziert, ein wenig wortkarg, aber im Großen und Ganzen ist er n Nettn ;)

Immerhin gibt er keine Widerworte und hört gerne zu. Er ist eigentlich wie eine beste Freundin die man immer gesucht hat.

Wir besuchen Buddy jeden Tag, wir kommen ja auch nicht drumrum, denn Buddy ist unser Küchentisch!

Ja…unser Küchentisch! Nein, es ist nicht komisch eine so innige Beziehung zu seinem Küchentisch aufzubauen. Das würdest DU auch tun, wenn in deinem Wohnzimmer kaum Möbel stehen!

Kommen wir mal zu den WG-Bewohnern.

Vanja. Vanja ist 20 Jahre alt, glückliche 20 Jahre alt und die jüngste im Bunde. Mal unter uns, sie leidet an einer Essstörung, das möchte sie sch aber noch nicht eingestehen ;)

Morgen: Obst, mittags: Salat und abends: Gemüse.

Na, aber wer wird da schon von einer Essstörung sprechen ;)

Das Problem was daraus resultiert: Vanja wird ab nächstem Monat der Miete nicht mehr nachkommen können, da sie stationär mit einer Magensonde behandelt wird.

Memo an mich: Es bleibt noch genug Zeit einen neuen Mitbewohner zu finden.

Von einem Extrem zum Nächsten.

David. Unser Hausmopsi. Man könnte sagen, dass auch er an einer Essstörung leidet. Nur isst er nicht zu wenig, sonder zu viel.

Wie eben schon erwähnt, isst er gerne mal nachts Schokolade oder vier Portionen seines Mittagessens. 5 Toast mit Nutella? Kein Problem für David!

Kelloggs, Müsli, Gofflet, Nutella to Go, Schokolade…gehören zu seinem Alltag.

David ist unser kleiner Gourmetkoch.

Er steht mittags zwei Stunden am Herd und zaubert sie ausgefallensten Gerichte.

Nun zu mir. Sarah. Was gibt es über mich groß zu sagen.

Im Moment herrscht reges Partyleben in meinem Gesicht. Muffin, Molly…alle sind sie eingeladen! Zu viel Stress, sage ich euch.

Was wäre die Zubel ohne Storno. Aber dazu im nächsten Blog mehr.

Ich habe keinerlei Essstörung, ich esse was da ist. Mal von David, mal von Vanja, also sehr ausgewogen. Ich werde diejenige sein, die Vanja Nutella und David Gemüse in die Klinik bringt.

Man nennt mich den Hausdetektiv. Nichts entgeht meinem Gehör. Kommt David nachts um 3 nach Hause, bemerke ich, wie er sich an die Schublade mit den Süßigkeiten vergeht.

Überzieht Vanja ihre Duschezeit von 20 min? Ich bekomme es mit!

Abschließend kann man sagen, es ist schon ziemlich spät ;) Morgen früh ruft die Uni! Weißte bescheid!

Gute Nacht an Buddy und den Rest!

waddle on!

UPDATE: If You Delete The Buddies You Added Over The Limit, You WILL Get Your Old Friends Back!

Just visit play.clubpenguin.com and see what happened.

First when you log in all remembered penguins are gone so you have to fill in your username and password (and click on remember my penguin & password, I you want to).

After that you'll see the servers with your and your buddies favorite servers.

But if you want to see all the servers click the yellow sign on the right.

Note: The flags are gone so you can't choose a country anymore, also all the servers are ordered alphabetically. Abominable looks like it's gonna be one of the most popular servers.

Now that you're logged in we'll talk about Penguin Mail. Click the envelope next to the newspaper icon to see your mail desk. You will also get a postcard from Club Penguin where you can receive a Blue Mail Bag. Just click on Get Item to get the item.

Saving Postcards will go automatically. Also there are some new postcards. Ánd you are able to get cards from your Puffles when they're hungry! Buddy requests will have the postcard icon. That can be confusing.

Your Spy Phone will now be in the bottom left of your screen. On top of the map.

Then there is a big update to your Player Card. All your clothes will be in categories and you'll find your clothes easier (but maybe not quicker). Also when you're not wearing a background, your background will be the same blue as the rest of the player card. Also when I click on my player card all the items first had to load :( and for some reason I was wearing member glasses (although that changed later).

Then when you visit your Igloo you'll see a part of Mother Nature, that's right, trees and snow and other stuff: Igloo Backgrounds!

Also when you click on the map, and then on Member Igloos. You'll see a new map with lots of igloos. It's cooler but not convenient.

Also there is a rumor about that you can have 300 buddies! Wwe Adam even says it. And he has a image, but on that image it says: 106/100 Buddies. So is this true or not?

There is also a bug, you can dance with the Newspaper. All you have to do is dance and then click on the newspaper :lol: This will be gone soon!

Well, these are all the new features and things. Of course there are some small stuff (like some fonts have been changed). I hope you enjoy the new features ;)

In Other News: There is a new Coloring Page at the Club Penguin Community. Click the image below to see and/or print it.

Waddle On!

~Jellyboard

Thats all the pics i have. Enjoy the features and have a great day!

Please comment on what you think!

-Sweetkid123

Kóreskuprófið mitt gekk bara ágætlega, þótt ég fái ekki einingar fyrir það er gaman að læra aðeins í tungumálinu. Ég reiknaði nú ekki út einkunnina í prófinu en hún var að minnsta kosti ekki falleinkunn ( í áfanga sem ekki er hægt að falla á? haha).

Á miðvikudaginn kom fulltrúi frá skólanum í skólastofuna til þess að kynna ráðstefnu "World forum" sem var seinna um daginn. Þar gátu skiptinemar kynnt löndin sín á 2-4 mínútum. Að sjálfsögðu skráði ég mig til þátttöku.

Ég talaði svona almennt um landið fyrst, stærðina, fólksfjölda, atvinnu ofl. En talaði síðan um hluti eins og næturlífið, náttúruna og að það sé best að búa á Íslandi, að minnsta kosti samkvæmt Sameinuðu Þjóðunum (UN). Fór síðan að tala um íslensku jólasveinana og eitthvað fleira skemmtilegt. Síðan nýtti ég líka tækifærið til þess að kynna bókina mína. Það féll vel í kramið hjá áhorfendum. Um kvöldið var síðan Pizzapartý sem var svosem alveg ágætt, það var bara skortur á pizzum, hehe.

Á fimmtudaginn fór ég að sækja um nýja vegabréfsáritun til þess að geta verið hérna í 6 mánuði. Það gekk svosem ágætlega, umsóknin fer alveg í gegn en hinsvegar af því að það er ekki hefðbundið skólaár núna (byrjar í september) þá get ég ekki fengið þetta fyrr en í september. Helvítis klúður og svoleiðis, en maður verður bara að þola óþægindin sem verða af þessu.

Á föstudagsmorgun var síðan lagt af stað til Young-Ju sem var svona 3 klst ferð með rútu frá Seoul. Fórum fyrst í skoðunarferð í sígarettu verksmiðju (sem að kostar ferðina). Fyrirtækið heitir KT & G, þeir vilja meina að það standi fyrir "Korea, Tomorrow & Global" en ég ætla að nota gamla nafnið þeirra "Korea, Tobacco & Ginseng". Jább, þeir framleiða líka ginseng, og það er ekki allt, þeir eru líka farnir að þreifa sig áfram í lyfja- og líftækni. Þeir semsagt orsaka krabbameinið, bjóða þér ginseng til að bæta heilsuna og reyna síðan að lækna krabbameinið? Haha, þetta er klikkað. Kynningin hjá þeim var einskonar söluræða allan tíman sem við vorum þarna, fórum um verksmiðjuna sem vissulega var gaman að skoða en mér fannst ekki alveg viðeigandi að fara í skoðunarferð í sígarettuverksmiðju.

Síðan var einn starfsmaðurinn sem var ekki alveg nóg góður í enskunni sem missti upp úr sér frekar skemmtilegan frasa. Þegar við gengum fram hjá myndum á veggnum þar sem aðrir hópar sem höfðu komið í heimsókn voru innrammaðir. Hann sagði:

"You see these pictures here on the wall, these are other groups that have visited our factory, later we are going to take your picture too and them we are going to HANG you!"

Hahaha. ég gat sem betur fer gengið út úr verksmiðjunni með alla limi enn áfasta.

Við fórum síðan á svæðið sem við gistum á, sem var svona hefðbundin kóresk húsakynni. Við vorum kynnt fyrir krökkum úr skóla þarna, (13-15 ára), og vorum "International buddies". Við áttum svo að gera ýmislegt saman. Við lærðum hvernig á að lita fataefni og búa til hrísgrjónakökur meðal annars.

Um kvöldið var svo alvöru hefðbundið kóreskt brúðkaup hjá tveim vinum mínum, Marek og Lucie. Ég var beðin um að taka þátt í athöfninni. Ég var settur í þvílíka múnderingu, þið fáið að sjá það á myndunum mínum (sem voru í þessu tilviki ekki teknar af mér, ég fékk annan til þess að taka myndirnar fyrir mig, þar sem ég var vant við látin í athöfninni). Hlutverk mitt var semsagt að halda á "hásæti" brúðarinnar með henni í því að staðnum sem athöfnin var haldin ásamt 3 öðrum. Síðan í lok athafnarinnar var ég neyddur til þess að lemja vin minn, nei þetta er ekki eitthvað rugl í mér. Samkvæmt kóreskri hefð þá er brúðguminn laminn í fótinn með spýtu til þess að örva blóðflæðið á brúðkaupsnóttinni. Ég neyddist því til þess að lemja vin minn, en það gekk alveg vel og við erum ennþá vinir eftir þetta, hehe ;)

Um kvöldið var síðan haldin veisla þar sem ég bauð uppá áfengi frá Íslandi, ég tók með mér eina flösku af Opal. Sumir fíluðu þetta í botn en aðrir ekki.

Daginn eftir fórum við í heimsókn í musteri Budda og gerðum allskonar fleiri hluti með "félögunum" okkar.

Á sunnudaginn fór ég síðan á bílasýningu. Og merkilegt nokk þá voru bílarnir ekki aðal málið á sýningunni, nei það voru sýningarstúlkunar. Ljósmyndararnir hópuðust að básunum þar sem þær voru og síðan var nánast engin á hinum básunum. Í alvörunni þá held ég að svona 90% gestanna á sýninguna hafi komið til þess að sjá stelpunar, sem var svosem í fína lagi enda alveg gullfallegar stúlkur þar á ferðinni. Ég verð líka að viðurkenna að það var eiginlega bara skemmtilegara að skoða stelpunar en bílana, hehe :) Svona ganga hlutirnir fyrir sig í Asíu. Bílasýningar á Íslandi og hér eru alveg allt öðruvísi, en alls ekkert verri fyrir það.

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Originally uploaded by sfrikken ]]> http://ageekgirl.wordpress.com/?p=186 Mon, 14 Jul 2008 03:09:08 +0000 ageekgirl http://ageekgirl.wordpress.com/?p=186 Well, I got a new vehicle for getting around in town. I got a scooter. It's a Genuine Buddy International 150 cc. I got it at Magic City Motor Scooters. Thanks to Matt and Will for all their help with my purchase! It came in on July 3rd. I paid the balance on it and brought it home that evening. DH followed me in his car as I drove it home like a granny. :)

I drove it Friday morning before we headed to Huntsville, then Sunday afternoon to kickball. What, you have a problem with adults who play kickball? Go on with ya then. No one ever said I was really good at it, but I made several good catches last Sunday. I also fell on my ass and hit my head, but I didn't drop the ball I caught. Unfortunately it was so busy last week that I didn't have the opportunity to drive at all after work. DH had the time to play some on the scooter last week, and did. He has much more experience on 2 wheel motorized vehicles than I do, so I do take his suggestions on my riding to heart.

Then yesterday DH followed me as I tried the route to my office. I will take First Ave North to Roebuck, go on Five Mile Road to Carson Road. When we got into parking at my work, DH was not pleased with how I drove, especially on First Avenue North. I was much slower than the posted speed limit. When I was reading reviews of the scooter, the reviewer was going 10% slower than the speedometer read. So DH was telling me I was actually going about 10 mph slower than I thought I was going. That is not going to be safe on the roads! After walking around for a little bit, we headed back to the house. With a stop for gas for DH's car. Now that I knew the speedometer was reading faster than I was traveling, I could mentally make the adjustment for it. And the trip back went much better in DH's mind. There were some folks along First Avenue North who were out grilling in front of a store who thought the scooter was cool and wanted me to stop, but DH needed a pit stop, so since he was being so helpful to me I didn't want to cause him additional discomfort with an unintended stop. So I thanked them for their interest, but told them I needed to head on. We got home and DH was much happier with how I drove back. I did stay up at very close to the posted speed limit, or with the flow of the existing traffic on the large roads. Actually knowing how far off the speedometer reads helped my driving back immensely. DH was not ready to say I was ready to drive to work on the way out, but after the trip back, he was willing to concede that with a little more practice I would be ok.

Today I went out after church on my scooter with DH following me on his bike. I drove around the block, then headed over to Forest Park on Clairmont. I did ok heading out, and we turned around Triangle Park and came back on Clairmont. Unfortunately, coming back up Clairmont my engine died. I tried to restart it, but it wouldn't go. So DH went ahead on home to get gas, and I pushed the scooter up the road to a little more safe spot on the road out of the way. While I was there, I checked the gas level in the tank, since I was at about a third of a tank on my fuel gauge. After a few minutes, the scooter started up again, so I started back on my way home. I was really wanting to get home, because the weather was threatening. Rain was moving in and thunder was rumbling in the distance. But about halfway back to the house while on Clairmont the scooter engine died again. So I called DH to let him know what happened and where I was. He came back with his car and a gascan. Even though I wasn't out, he added about a half a gallon to the tank and the scooter started again. I got it to our block and the engine died a third time. But I was close enough to push the scooter to the house. So I now have a call to Matt to see what I need to have done.