tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193810732012-01-22T15:40:28.443-05:00You might be cute sitting there, but someday our roles will be reversed. You'll be picking up after me. I'll be the one disappearing when your back is turned. I'll unleash death in my diaper. Try changing me when I become the Wiggle Worm!!! Oh yes, victory will be mine.ThePapaDoghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16542830293753472694noreply@blogger.comBlogger1261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19381073.post-84245959239678884402008-11-19T11:48:00.003-05:002008-11-19T12:04:48.170-05:00

The following is the list of correspondence from the renters and the rental peeps, who apparently suck. Keep reading, it's gets good...Sent: Tuesday, October 14, 2008 12:38 PMTo: csthilaire@bellsouth.netSubject: HomeAway inquiry about Dominica 168208 from Myrna SullivanDear Cecilia St Hilaire,Myrna Sullivan has sent the following inquiry about property number 168208 in Dominica. A couple of

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As some of you may or may no know, but my little guy is off with the Catdoggg and her family on their family trip. Sounds like fun huh? Well right now that doesn't seem apparent. Although I have talked to them almost everyday and was going to write a post about the little guy and his cute and innocent actions in Dominica I was asked to post this e-mail I got from the Catdoggg immediately. Yes, I

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A guy is walking along the strip in Las Vegas and a knockout looking hooker catches his eye. He strikes up a conversation and eventually asks the hooker; “How much do you charge?”“It starts at $500 for a hand-job,” replies the hooker.“$500 dollars? For a hand-job?” says the guy “No hand-job is worth that kind of money!”So the hooker says, “Do you see that Denny’s on the corner?”“Yes.”“Do you see

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We witnessed history last night with the election of our first Black President. That said a lot about our country. Some of you know my political views lean toward the right, but as I've gotten older it's no longer about towing the party line or being a drone with no need to think. My issues with Obama where about taxes and inexperience. That's it. Other than that I liked the guy and I am willing

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So a few weeks ago the little guy finally started playing with his Mr. Potato Heads properly. He's definitely discovered his creative side. It's pretty amazing to watch him use his imagination now. He uses it more and more each day. Such a wonderful boy.A few weeks ago he made a mini Potato Head and called it Baby. Recently he started putting it in his bed because it needed a nap and then started

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Not too bad of idea if you ask me.

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Everyone looks at me and assumes that I am Irish and not Italian. Although there is a tiny bit of Irish in me it only accounts for my retarded look I have every once in a while. Back in the day I would have started a fight over it. Through the years I have matured. Ha Ha Yea Right! My quick response is usually, "Do you need me to take my pants off to prove I'm not Irish!" that usually shuts

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BAR ROOM ECONOMICS – HOW THE TAX SYSTEM WORKSSuppose that every day, ten people go out for beer and the bill for all ten comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this:The first four (the poorest) would pay nothing.The fifth would pay $1.The sixth would pay $3.The seventh would pay $7.The eighth would pay $12.The ninth would pay $18.The tenth (the

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Unnecessary Censorship Sesame Street Edition - Watch more free videos

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So a little while ago Catdoggg and myself were having the hungry horrors from consuming too many beverages in town. We decided to stroll down to the North End and grab some real pizza at Pizzeria Regina. Only problem was we couldn't figure out where it was because it's kind of tucked away inside and we were a bit inebriated.She had to pee, so we ran into another place that served pizza. I order a

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It's been a while since I've been on here. It became too much work to try to write a post everyday. Grew tired of it, but I know this is some people's only outlet to reach me and see pictures of Babydog who is HUGE now! He's half the size of Catdoggg and he's only 2. It's kind of funny whatching him cuddle with momma and his massive body is sprawled across her. I've done so much since my last

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Yesterday marked Babydog's very, very, first bad fall. You can say over his brief 15 months he has been gifted. Every time he's fallen, wobbled, or tripped, he's narrowly missed the corners of a tables, sides of a doorways, chairs, tacks, fire pits, you name it. Plummeting from a staircase, or being knocked down by dogs, cats, strollers, and people he's come away with nothing more than a scratch.

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It was a chilly morning. The clouds slightly covered the sun. The wind gently flowed through the air leaving behind a scent of new promise. It was like any other morning. Fresh and free of chaos, but something was wrong. It was quiet. Almost too quiet.and then it happened...I heard my son, but something didn't seem right. I opened the door to Babydogs room to see what I had feared most.St.

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So yesterday we went to visit my friend Wee-Man to get Catdoggg some new eyeglasses. She stepped on her frames and needed to get new ones. He's got the hook up so it's beneficial for all of us to visit him. Can't go wrong with 50% off. I'll have to meet him later and hold my ankles, but hey that's the price you pay for getting the discount.This was the first time he actually was able to meet

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As a responsible parent you have to protect your children. Especially a 14 month old boy who runs like a bat out of hell and gets into everything. He's even figured out how to open most doors now. Regardless, when your not pulling things out of his mouth and making sure he doesn't run into a bus(because he likes them) you have to have some extra eyes. Usually I do. If I need to run a chore I can

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Yesterday was an incredibly difficult day for everyone. Catdoggg had to put down her 14 year old Husky Miesha. I can't even begin to describe the overwhelming feelings surrounding yesterday. The Vet came to the house so Miesha would feel comfortable. We took her outside where she loved to sit. It was very sad, but it was the right thing to do.We all loved Miesha very much. She was such an

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At Catdoggg's parents house part of their siding had blown off a while back. During that time they also needed to replace part of the roof. The roofing company (which is one of the largest around our area) said that they would come back and fix the siding that blew off. They came at 7am today. This is what we heard lying in bed as they worked directly above us. Catdoggg's window is open a crack

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Its time for some new pics of the little guy. Over the past month or so he's learned to love the playground. He especially loves the swing. Mommy still tries to flip him up and over and scare the crap out of Daddy. I know it can't happen though. I saw it on Mythbusters, but I still get nervous. Babydog loves it though.We've taken him to the zoo. We bonded with an older gorilla who liked to puke

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I would have posted something good today, but instead I had to watch the latest episode of Heroes last on NBC.com. I missed it because I was too busy at work last night to sneak off and watch it.I am so incredibly addicted to that show. If you haven't seen it yet. You should definitely check it out. You can watch it from the beginning Here. Good stuff!I'll be funny later.

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So for the past 12 years I have been cutting my own hair. Basically I got tired of over paying for a 3 minute haircut that Helen Keller could do. I mean really, if I wasn't about to lose an ear from a 90 year old barber with Parkinson's or keeping one eye open when my hair is being washed by someone from the Fab 5.. Ugh! Just a waste of money. Seriously. For these past 12 years I very rarely

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You know, when athletes say it's not about money and then they take as much as they can in the end. Why lie to us? Every once and a while I get sucked into thinking that maybe this time its really not about the money. Wrong! Then i get angry and bash that person till I'm blue in the face. Then when it comes to Roger Clemens. I will bash him till the day I die! First, you suck ass the last four

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Sorry folks, the park closed!Actually I just haven't been in the mood to write. The weather has changed and Babydog is even more active. Usually when I write my posts is when we're now going for our walks. By the time I get back, he's in bed and I gotz other shit to do. (If I don't nap as well) Plus, I just went through a lazy phase of not doing anything else. No gym, no blog, no nothing. It

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I know this has made the rounds a week or so ago, but I think it's really hitting now. I just find this too funny.

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I don't know. Maybe it's just me, but I tend not to check the contents of a stove when I pre-heat it. I just assume it's empty. Ha Ha HaWRONG!Well, twice in the past week I have re-cooked something that someone left inside the stove. I should say left in on purpose. I re-cooked a lamb from Easter. Which by the way had plastic over it to keep the flies off of it I guess. Melted right into the

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You know that old adage, "You see something new everyday." Well, every time I think I never will, I do.I used to say it quite often back in the day. Then we bought another store in the Ghetto! Actually that's not fair. At first it was an up and coming neighborhood, but for some reason toward the end it turned into Raccoon City.If I only thought of blogging back then I would have been bigger

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Don Imus.Now most of you must know by now what has been happening. I am in no way defending him. In fact I never really liked him, his show or what he stood for, but because of that doesn't mean I feel that he should be punished like this. Yes, what he said was ignorant. Yes, he apologized. Yes, he was to serve a suspension. Fine, but now he's been fired...First of all there is a thing such as

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I dunno, for some reason this past week and a half I've been extremely lazy. I've been tired and unmotivated to go to the gym, write, eat, you name it.Catdoggg says it might be that I have been getting too much sleep. I'm tired though. My body is the one deciding to sleep more. I think that maybe the lack of exercise along with a bad diet are helping as well. What am I suppose to do? Get in a

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The Easter Bunny broke my fingers..Can't type today.

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Not too long ago, Babydog went to the playground. He seemed to be more interested in the other kids than anything else. All we cared about was throwing him down the slide and taking pictures. I think he liked it...Who brought the cool kid?WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWHOA!!!You like my foot in your face? Then put me back on the slide, cause I LIKE IT!

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I was going through my daily blog ritual and I came across a story atThe Boob Lady which reminded me of my own story.I remember one time when I was at a Red Sox game with my buddy Wee-Man(sometimes referred to as Shawn or Obie). Why we call him Wee-man is another story...We were on Yawkey Way smoking a cig (God I miss sucking those down) and this disturbingly, ugly girl walked by us.Now I don't

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Coors Light Draft $2.75 a pint....

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At my health club they have a ton of activities for you. With over 75 classes a week, 2 swimming pools, 15 tennis courts, basketball court, indoor track, full weight room, more treadmills then I've ever seen and countless fitness experts at your disposal, it's hard not to find something you like.Well, on every first Tuesday of every month they play dodgeball at 8pm. I think the best sign I saw

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This is so gay, not that there's anything wrong with that. Some people like this shit, some don't but I guess it's a good way to learn more about each other. YEEECK! So here it is....Three Things That Scare Me - People with no arms or legs driving- Hillary Clinton becoming President- Axis of EvilThree People Who Make Me Laugh- Myself- Shawn (Obie)- My SonThree Things I Love - Bacon- People

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Between being extremely busy at work these last few days. Along with taking care of a 1 year old menace. I haven't had much free time as of late. Then to top things off, I've been tagged... To me it's like getting herpes.You're reading someones post and it's creative. You finally finish up and at the end you've been told your tagged."Gee, that was an incredible night PapaDog. You really rocked my

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Yesterday we brought Babydog to an activity center. I guess that's what you would call it. Basically it was large rented out room with donated toys, and no sense of order. With its ghetto fabulous decor I felt like I was onstage at the Jerry Springer Show.Not only was it a total rip off price wise, but I learned something new. Other kids sucks...There was one bratty little girl who was driving

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At least one or two nights a week I stay late at work. Mostly because I am trying to get organized. Sometimes I prepare some pre-orders and generally I try to clean up the mess of others.Now most nights are uneventful. Except sometimes I get to verbally abuse some drunk who wants me to sell them alcohol at 12am."Hey the lights are off, the door is locked, latest anyone is allowed to stay open is

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In the past 2 weeks my little guy has become more of a little boy. It amazes me that all of a sudden he understands things. He gets it. I'm not talking about anything too dramatic. Not like he just learned how to drive a stick. Even though that would be great since daddy still has no freaking clue.They may seem small, but they make me smile.1) Instead of me chasing him around the house, he

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So I'm relatively new to the Blogger world.I created a site a while back so I could share my life and the adventures of being a new dad. I've recently become more aware of this so called blogger community. It really seems to be a world of it's own.Along the way I have developed some blogger friendships and some budding relationships. It's so hard for me to make any new friends in my line of work

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Yes, ANOTHER change in my blog. That's 3 in 2 days. I think I might be satisfied right now. Satisfied or am I giving up? More like giving up. At one point I actually started a new blog with a different server. They made it so simple to add an image to your header. The problem I had was when I imported all my data from Blogger, none of my pictures and videos followed. Plus I had to start from

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As you can tell my Blog has had yet another makeover. The problem is that this was not intentional. All I was trying to do was add an image to my header. There's a sight I have been looking at that helped with the codes, but do you think it would work for me?NOT!At first the image was added above the header. It was huge. So big that you had to scroll down a quarter of the way to even get to

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Not really feeling it lately. Going through some shit. I'll try to post when I can.In the meantime, check out this video of the boy eating a whole banana for the first time. It's 2 minutes long so if you have the time to waste check it out. I think he's adorable...

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I didn't forget about ya. Just trying to get myself situated from my trip. I'll be post this evening some details of the bachelor party in the Bahamas....

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Dear Mommy and Daddy,In response to your post regarding my birth. POST As much as I appreciate all of your love for me. As much as I appreciate my 1 year celebratory party. I do not find my birth humorous. In the future, please remember these thoughts.How would you like to be pushed out of your home? Your warm, cozy home? Not only did I get pushed out but at the end I got yanked. Not fun! I had

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So it was Babydog's 1st birthday this weekend. Everyone had a great time with the little guy. He was an absolute angel on his big day. I couldn't think of a better way to share his first birthday then to post a video montage. Enjoy...Make video montages at onetruemedia.com

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This time last year I was at work. Catdoggg was still preggo. And Babydog still looked like this...All that was about to change real quick.So around 6pm I get a call from Catdoggg.Me- "Yo."Cat- "Hi, how are you doing?"Me- "I'm good, how are you feeling?"Cat- "Well I'm good, but I just wanted to call you and let you know that you should come home soon, but don't rush, but soon okay?"Me- "What? Are

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As some of you may know, Babydog's 1st birthday is this Saturday. So I ask this question.What the hell do you do for a first birthday???I got all the typical party crap. Balloons, Hat, Bib, Elmo noise makers, Cake, Stripper, Ice Cream, Banner, Streamers...I mean, he's not going to really know what is going on. Except for the fact that there seem to be more people staring at him than usual.

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Sometimes I like to go to Blockbuster to pick up some previously viewed DVDs. Long gone are the days of buying all the new releases at Best Buy for full price. Man I wasted so much money. So the other day Catdoggg and myself decide to run into the new Blockbuster that just opened up down the street from us. I have one next to my store but lately their selections have sucked. I think it may result

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Part of the reason I was up so early yesterday and went to the gym was we had Babydog's swimming lesson at 9am.This is the 4th week of a 10 week course. He missed the last 2 because he was sick. It was going to be interesting to see how he would react in the pool. So we decided to record it. Take a look for yourself. I Love it.... Note all the other parents staring at ThePapaDog and his

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It's Sunday.I've been up since 6:15!So I can take 29 pills and make 3 specialty drinks 45 minutes before I go to the gym.It helps maximize my workout and make me Strong, Like the Hulk... UH!What the hell is wrong with me?

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I went tanning yesterday. It's not because I am going to the Bahamas soon, even though it will help my pale, pasty skin, but because suddenly in the past year I developed psoriasis. It took freaking 32 years for this annoying skin condition to rear its ugly head. I had an outbreak last October that grew for a month before I realized what it was. Yes, I'm a stubborn man and didn't seek medical

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This afternoon I heard on the radio that one of my favorite Celtic Legends passed away.Dennis Johnson aka "DJ"He helped bring two championships to Boston in 84 and 86. This was a time when I was growing up that the Celtics were kings. Basketball during that era was absolutely incredible. With the Celtics, Lakers, Pistons, Rockets, 76'ers, and Bulls toward the end. It was hard not to be a fan. 80

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So I was watching South Park the other day and Big Gay Al came up in the episode. Little did I know Baby Anthony had crept into the room.Next thing I know A4 is posing like this:SKITTLES

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With tax season and school vacation week I've found it very hard to get on this computer. Catdoggg being home this week, trying to get a minute on the computer is like trying to take a cheerio away from my son. Impossible. Right now she is on an errand, but the little guy is literally climbing my leg and screaming at me while I type this post. So it will be quick.Lately Babydog has been a terror

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Having a baby changes your life in so many ways. With those changes you have to make sacrifices. With those sacrifices you have to come to a realization that your #1 priority is your child. I could list a hundred things here, but on thing that I felt that was important to me and my child was to get healthier. Plus, the Catdoggg helped push me into it...Amazing how women can make you do things

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I love my son. He is the cutest fucking thing in the world. It's disgusting, everything he does is so adorable. I love how he imitates every face we make... I better be careful with that in the future though.He loves to be scared, loves it. His whole body tremors when you jump out at him, but he always has this shit eating grin on his face and laughs hysterically.He loves to be chased. "I'm gonna

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Originally I was going to rant about the commercialization of Valentine's Day, but then I got going on a few more subjects and I just feel that I need to get them off my chest...#1VALENTINE'S DAY!!!Yes I believe that Valentine's Day is a conspiracy. When the F did it become so commercialized? Every year I say this. We just get done paying off those wretched credit card bills from our Christmas

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You know your 11 month old son is feeling better when he's back running around the house screaming like Howard Dean...You know your son is feeling better when his Doppelganger comes out and becomes the Cheerio Bandit again...You know your son is feeling better when he starts ripping them in his high chair with a very emphatic AAAAAAAAH afterward!!!!You know your son is feeling better when he

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So some of you might not know, but Saturday we had to bring the little guy to the hospital. His stomach flu wasn't allowing him to consume any fluids and we didn't want him to dehydrate.It was his first official emergency room visit. It wasn't like he was on his death bed, but we could see the early signs of dehydration and since I almost died as a baby from it, We sure as heck didn't want

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So remember my post yesterday about Baby Anthony shooting vomit all over me. He ended up with a stomach flu.Guess what?Daddy got it. Last night around 10:20pm I was getting ready to leave the store when my stomach made a noise I never heard before. I started to feel something move and then BOOM.....Like that fat kid Lard-Ass from the movie "Stand By Me" Awful. Baby Anthony had nothing me. We'd

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So the little guy hasn't been feeling very well lately. He's hadthe sniffles for the past couple of days and that's nothing new, but Inoticed some little patches of dried up puke on his crib sheetyesterday morning. He didn't seem sick though. He went about his normalday.*Stealing the box of Cheerios and walking around with them.*Terrorizing the cat and dogs.*Grabbing the phones and remote

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So on our way from Costa Rica to Buenos Aires, we had a layover in Panama.Ah! Panama City...If you've been to their airport then you know what I am about to talk about. I'll do my best to describe it.The place is literally a mall. Yes, a mall! Wall to wall shops. Ranging from electronic goods, watches, clothes, booze (my personal favorite), toys, candy, books, Indian Artifacts, you name it.And

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I got an e-mail the other day and I felt the need to share it. I actually agreed with it after reading it...Check it out:I want to live my next life backwards:You start out dead and get that out of the way.Then you wake up in an old age home feeling better every day.Then you get kicked out for being too healthy.Enjoy your retirement and collect your pension.Then when you start work, you get a

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This Was My First Day. This Was The Only Friend I Made In Costa Rica.Remember The Double Spiked Gate with Barbwire And Multiple Locks...Not Sure If They Were Helping Or Unloading The Truck That Flew Off The Non Guardrailed Twisty Road...Proud Buggers Aren't They. Too Bad They Export Only The Good Stuff, While We Drink The Crap...You're Kidding Me Right? We Have To Cross That???Hey Look

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They've made blogger idiot proof! My blog now looks like I know what I'm doing....Costa Rica and Argentina were so much fun. Please stay tuned because I am not done talking about our experiences. Plus, I have a ton of photos to upload. Kewl!In the meantime, I'm Rich Bitch!

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Okay, in response to what happened. As some of may know, that when you stay at a hostel, some of them serve you breakfast in the morning. Which is nice, unless you are in Argentina where it consists of a plate of bread. Besides that, most of the hotels and hostels have offered this, but none of them were a typical American breakfast.So we get to this Hostel in Buenos Aires. We just got back

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It's nice to know that not matter where we are, Catdoggg or myself, that the United States is not the only place we can make fools out of ourselves...Catdoggg, 4 Continents.Anthony, (The Papadog) 2 Continents.The best thing about doing it in another country is that hopefully they will never, ever, ever see us again. We can only hope... Little A4 has big shoes to fit!

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During this whole trip the one phrase that Catdoggg and I have done is No Hablo Espanol. You think of the person and we've said it to them. Taxi drivers, guides, hotel clerks, convenient store employees, retail store employees, pedestrians, birds, the homeless, waiters, priests, EVERYBODY! So you'd think we'd have it down by now, well at least me... WRONG!Yesterday morning we were walking

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Back in Buenos Aires now. We were down in Mar Del Plata. It was cold. We were cold. They had good helado, bad everything else. We got calenders, and cheap clothes, sandals, and we gave a homeless woman our leftovers. Hope she didn't get beat up for them. We left. We sat on bus forever. Nicest bus in the whole wide world. We got in cab. Got in hotel. Got to watch the PATS BEAT THE

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So Catdoggg has been telling me that I don´t get it. I don´t get the fact that when you travel you meet new people. Kiki is one prime example. But we all know he is special. :) As for the rest, I am from Boston and am more open then most but still a little stand offish when it comes to new peeps. Well let me tell you about tonight...After searching through one of our Argentina travel books.

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As most of you know Catdoggg is rather clumsy at times. I wouldn´t actually say clumsy so much. More like she walks into things and trips a hell of a lot. Costa Rica has been no different.Lets take a look at the things she has tripped on so far....1) The steps of our hotel in La Fortuna. Not once, not twice, not even three times, but four... In fact I think she tripped up them every single

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I am officially in the city the Bugs destroyed in Starship Troopers. Buenos Aires... So far I can tell that Buenos Aires is HUGE! Second, it is quite dirty in some places, but very beautiful in others. Reminds me of New York, were as you can walk down a block or two that looks suspect and then find a few blocks of street cafes and stores with lots of hip people who speak Spanish. Where´s our

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Kiki, skip this post and scroll down for an abbreviated version.Okay, seriously now. Day 4 consisted mostly of driving all day to Dominical. We passed through Jaco,(Known for a beginners surfing town along with a variety of prostitutes for your pleasure and some of the best stuff you can lick....Ice Cream) Quepos (Noting, we just drove through it), Manuel Antonio (If you believe it, they had a

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Day 4, 5, and 6, we were in Costa Rica. The End

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First of all let me start off by saying that my keybard is now in English. Just when I was getting used to the Spanish one too. Damn! It's hard to write about something you did two days ago as most of the stuff seems to role into the next day and before you know it, you have two days to write, but it's really one day, but then you have to write day 4 but not until day 6 because you have to

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Okay, Okay.. Day 2 started off right away traveling in the truck outside of La Fortuna to a waterfall. Let me tell you, it isn´t the biggest waterfall. It´s not even the coolest, but it´s the only one I have ever seen. So by default it´s the best. Maybe I need to get out more???We had to walk down the steps/trail to get there. Along the way of course you could get some pretty nice views, but

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So we are on day 2, but let me tell you that day 1 was full of many surprises and adventures. When I say many I mean that it felt like we did a week in one day. No shit!We left San Jose with our private guide Mauricio around 10am to get to La Fortuna. It was funny because the traffic was busy but the roads seemed really confusing. Limited signs and random acts of Capitalism. Lets just say

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The 12 foot high rod iron gate with 4 locks and double spikes worked! I also didn't notice till this morning the barbwire on the other side of the hostel. Trust me I took a couple of pictures. Oh but wait until you see the compound across the street. Looks like a pimped up Guantánamo Bay. I got a picture of that as well. As I type Catdoggg is negotiating a price for our tour trip. She's

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I'm in Costa Rica and I don't know how to say anything in Spanish except "My bike is blue", "My ass stinks" and "Mucho Gusto".... I learned that in my Costa Rican travel book. :)Catdoggg has me roughing it at a hostel. I'm SCARED!!! Well, I really shouldn't be... 12 foot high rod iron gates with not one but Double Spikes on top. Sweet! That should keep the local women from bothering me...

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I know I promised a while ago to post Baby Anthony's other T-Shirt, but better late than never.Maybe I'll go and buy some more for our viewing pleasure...

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Now some of you may know, but if you are unaware I am from Boston. Yes, I have the wicked Baaahston accent when I'm drunk. You may assume that I am a Red Sox fan. That is fact as well. In fact I have been to some pretty important games in my 32 years. Many games people would die to be at. I've been blessed with season tickets most of my childhood and along with my connections now and with

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*Note to self*Never, ever, ever give your 4 and a half month old a shoulder ride while he has the hiccups on a full stomach. Of course formula and sweet potato might actually be good for your hair.Stay tuned. p.s. I'll try not to look so overjoyed the next time A4 scores a direct hit on mommmy. Hee Hee!

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Ok, so some of you know how much I talk about how advanced Anthony is. How he's in this percentile and that percentile. It may be a little too much to take, but hey I don't care if I repeat myself... He's my son and he's the bomb. I am proud he is not a floppy baby and if the little guy is doing things a 6 to 8 month is doing then YES I'm going to talk about it. Proud Father here...What you

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Now, what is it about wakes???Nobody likes them, nobody really wants to go to them. It can be an incredibly sad day for loved ones and alike, but what about the rest of us????It's hard enough when it's a family member or a close friend. It can be really difficult if it's one of your best friends and you see how sad they can be. But nobody thinks about the visitors and how they feel. I'm not

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How else can I describe Anthony's 4 month visit to the doctors???My son scored off the charts in every category on Wednesday.He is 26 inches long and 17 pounds with a cranium of 20 inches. Which translates to him being in the 95th percentile in height and weight and being in the 90th percentile in the biggest head category...So remember that post back in the day, where I talked about Anthony

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I couldn't resist...This isn't an advertisement. This isn't a professional baby model. This is my son showing off one of the shirts daddy bought for him. Wait until you see the others...He's so going to hate me when he gets older...

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So some of you may or may not know that this past week we had a visitor. His name is Kiki... The thunder form down under, the lover of all things marsupial, the picker upper of strippers, and I hate to admit this, but he's cool...I blame him for my recent lapse in posting. Why blame yourself when you can blame others???Between partying with him and going to Madonna, it has been a rather tiring

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Sorry for the delay folks. Just been so busy. You know how it is. When you go away on vacation you need another vacation when you get back. Trying to catch up on work and all the normal trivial things that you have to maintain, along with trying to find to time to drink and workout and drink. Geez, this is tough.Anyway, vacation was great. Little Anthony is awesome. I have plenty to share

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After Catdoggg gets done with her stupid double header today, we will be embarking on our first family vacation down in Newport, Rhode Island.Very excited...A) Family VacationB) Get to see Little A on the beachC) Can get drunkD) Hanging with friendsE) I'm not WORKING!!!!So, the blog won't be updated for a week and I thought I HAD to pass this along since I finally have an excuse why I won't

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Just so you guys know that I wasn't exaggerating. Here is the proof...

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What a crazy weekend? I think we had a little bit of everything this past weekend. Between Baby Anthony's Christening along with the party it seemed to never end. I think everyone had an incredible time.There are many things to post but I would like to start off with Saturday night.We had the Christening rehearsal or whatever you call it. I wasn't really paying too much attention. Sorry God. The

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I got nothing more to say then that Blogger SUCKS!!!. I wouldn't mind so much if my pics didn't dominate my posts, but since they do....GRRR!!! Fuckers!!! FIX YOUR SHIT!!!

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Ok, how annoying is it that blogger has something wrong with them and I CAN'T UPLOAD ANY PICTURES?!?!?!?!Evidently for 5 days now there has been and issue with them and they claim they are trying to fix it. Don't they know I am not creative enough to write a story without a picture?I guess I shouldn't be complaining. I guess some bloggers have had their sites jumbled and even more have had all

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Yea, I was going to tell you how busy this week was for me...I was going to tell you that with the Baptism this weekend and the party I had no time...I was gonna tell you my computer broke...I was gonna tell ya that, but in the end I was just too lazy to write. It happens every once in a while. This is probably why I will never be a top blogger. I'll have to live my blogger life vicariously

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I felt I needed to actually write a post this time instead of just posting pics and vids. Now in the past year my life has changed dramatically as you ALL know. I have two new best friends and things are going great. As I look back a year ago I can remember how different my life really was. The things I was doing, the people I met and the freedom I had. Please don't get me wrong, I AM NOT

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So I'm probably going to annoy you guys with endless videos, but I don't care.At 4:30 this morning, little Anthony decided to wake himself up along with Daddy with a monstrous poop. I swear the apartment shifted. The apple does not fall far from the tree. I changed his loaded diaper, which he seems to think is awfully funny and I got some clips of that, but as we played I decided to make this..

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I've been trying to figure out how to add videos to my blog for some time now. Who knew that if I did more than five minutes of research I would have solved this problem a looong time ago. As you can figure out I have some videos of Baby Anthony. So you will be seeing some of those real soon.As for now check out this clip I found. Nothing better than messing with mother nature...By the way...

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CLAP YOUR HANDSIf You're Happy And You Know It...Punch your faceIf You're Happy And You Know It...Make a left turn signalIf you're happy and you know it and you really wanna show it...If You're Happy And You Know It...Stick out your tongue

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So if you haven't figured it out yet. I like to take photos of my child. So many photos that I will neglect an immediate diaper change for a smile... A feeding for a drooling pic... A burping for a scream, a swaddling for a dress up pic, and nap time for a Father and Son moment...Now, if you don't think we're alike yet...Take a look,Photo-OpPracticing Hot PotatoWho Farted???It Burns!!!

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"You gotta control your smiles and cries. No one can take them away... They're all we really have."Spoken with conviction by Ethan Hawke in the movie "Training Day." Actually I think he was high off PCP, but who cares about the details?.?.?. I believe in that and Baby Anthony is soon believing in that... I love waking up with Daddy.He's so funny looking, he makes me laughI'm done smiling, or

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I guess through better judgment I decided to take the photo off that I had of Baby Anthony posing for Playgirl. I thought it was great and I had covered up Captain Winky with a smiley face, but I guess there are too many sickos out there. From what I'm told that prison island they call Australia is loaded with them... If you want to see the photo and I know who you are then I'll be happy to

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