Wonder Mutt Wednesday

As we once again prepare to welcome The Force into our lives, the Wonder Mutt wanted everyone to know it’s not just a human/alien thing.  Even if they do seem unnaturally obsessed with their own tails….

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Enjoy the ride.

What hidden talent does your mutt possess?  Do they seem to be more of a Dark Side Dog?  Ever feel that force working on you, especially at the dinner table?

Wonder Mutt Wednesday

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Enjoy the ride.

As the Wonder Mutt has a massive puppy crush on Chewie, she asked me to pay proper respect to Star Wars today, seeing as it the appropriate day for it.  From everyone here at Black Dog Productions, may the Fourth be with you, and your puppies too!  Will we be paying proper respects with screenings of any number of Star Wars movies today?  Or shall we just be dressing up as our favorite character for work today?

Friday Funny

FF Run humor

 

Enjoy the ride.

Are you a diehard music runner or do you prefer to hear yourself slowly dying?  Do you go into vapor lock if your music dies mid-race?  Do you then engage in providing your own music?  Have you been subjected to Team Can-Am’s race singalong shenanigans?

Best of luck to everyone running the Dark Side Challenge at Disney World this weekend!  May the Force be with you!

Don’t forget!  I’ll be making my return to racing on May 8th, courtesy of the Wings for Life World Run.  Please visit my page and donate today.  Together we can help stamp out spinal cord injuries!

Friday Funny

In honor of everyone losing their minds over runDisney’s announcement this week…..

FF Star Wars

Enjoy the ride.

Were you one of the many who went completely insane over the announcement of the East Coast Star Wars Half Marathon announcement this week?  Will you be trying to get in next year’s inaugural race, or will you be waiting until they work out the inevitable first time kinks?  Do you think it would be possible to run as a storm trooper and still manage to close the door to the starting line porta-potties?

May The New Lands Be With You

Currently, at least one member of Black Dog Productions is pretty damn excited!

That's right.  Even Darth Vader is groovin' to the news!

That’s right. Even Darth Vader is groovin’ to the news!

For those of the non-Disney Dork persuasion, you have my sympathies let me catch you up on the awesome, Dark Star-sized news.  At last week’s D23 Expo, i.e., the ultimate in Disney Dorknification, CEO Bob Iger announced that both Disney World and Disney Land will be seeing expansions of – you guessed it – all things Luke, Leia, Obi Wan, and R2D2.

"Get those light sabers ready people."

“Get those light sabers ready people.”

I can’t say that I was totally surprised by the news. It was only a matter of time after Disney bought Lucasfilm in 2012 that they would be going down this interstellar highway.  As someone who’s been a rabid Disney World fan since my first visit in 1993, and one who has proudly lost count of how many times I have gotten lost in its magic, having a whole new world – literally – to get lost in, jacks the Dork excitement factor through the roof.  Or in this case, through the galaxy.  Far, far, away.

Kind of like this one!

Kind of like this one!

I won’t list all the cool Rebel Force deets here, as I’ll get so excited that game-show-dollar-machine brain of mine will kick into high gear, and nothing will make sense as the thoughts rattling around in my brain will promptly explode all over your computer in some weird kind of intergalaxian primordial ooze.  Thankfully, our earthly news outlets, (here and here), have got me covered.  No need to worry about whether or not intergalaxian primordial ooze is covered by your laptop’s warranty.  You’re welcome.

Speaking of ooze....

Speaking of ooze….

Enjoy the ride.

Who else among my Disney Dork friends are completely losing their minds over the news?  What would you like to see included in these new lands?  Obi Wan Ton Soup?  Jabba Jelly?  A whole new line of Darth Vader vinegars?  Or perhaps something more along the lines of Boba Fett Fear-Inducing French Fries?  Or my particular favorite – Tatooine Tequila!  Let’s hear it!  What would be some of your favorites?

And The Adventure Continues…

star wars

No, not that one.  THIS one….

aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh......

aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh……

When we last left each other’s company (here), I was waiting for the healing to begin so I could get back to the business of, oh, well, RUNNING.  After all, it’s kind of an integral part of my little literary corner here.  As we all know by now, patience is NOT one of my strong suits.  As is neither refraining from ice cream, well-made margaritas, or a nicely chilled glass of Paso Robles Cabernet.  (Yes, Colby, I’m lookin’ at YOU.)  I know it’s only been three weeks, but this tail is itching to get wagging again.  DAMMIT, THIS GIRL’S GOT PR’S TO SET.

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Just…yeah…um…crap.

Soooooooo, since these little 15 minute strolls with the hubs and Wonder Mutt just aren’t quite cutting it as far as a training plan goes, girlfriend is taking her tail off to physical therapy.  At least if I’m going to break something to make it work, I’ll know how to do it correctly.  After all, I am pretty sick and tired of doing nothing more than staring at this crap all day long.

Pretty, isn't it?

Pretty, isn’t it?

On the upside, the hubs has been nothing short of amazing in his post-surgical nursing skills.  UH-MAZE-ING.  If they gave out Emmy’s for Amazing Husbands Who Take Care of Their Gimpy Wives, he would be like the Tom Hanks of the Gimpy Support World.  Minus the Walt Disney mustache.  And the hair.

I would've pasted hubby's face on here, but I'm too photoshop-challenged.  Work with me here.

I would’ve pasted hubby’s face on here, but I’m too photoshop-challenged. Work with me here.

So as we ride off into the sunset of the Black Dog Surgery/Recovery Shenanigans – at least until I get the other knee fixed – let us bid adieu to all things silly hats, cutie patootie anesthesia dudes, happy juice, and bruises.  From here on out, it’s all things onwards and upwards.  And if you hear inhumane screaming coming from a certain physical therapy office in south Florida, fear not.  For Mr. Hanks will have one of these ready for me when I gimp in the door.

LOVE. MY. MAN.

LOVE. MY. MAN.

Enjoy the ride.

Sooooo, were we highly entertained by the surgery/recovery shenanigans?  Or would you rather have had your eyeballs popped out with a spoon?  Did poking fun at your surgery make it easier to deal with it?  Did you have your own Tom Hanks dude at home, ready to make the pain go away with a Godiva chocolate martini?  Would you like to rent mine?  I charge a very reasonable fee.