Lambiedog

Vote for Thomas' remix!

    While Thomas recuperates from his surgery, he has been working on a remix in a contest on Indaba Music. 

    Having listened to this song, 'Just Can't Let You Go,' by the teen pop star Manika, easily five hundred times as Thomas perfected his remix, I can fully recommend his final version as the one that should win. 

    To do that, however, he needs votes.  Come on, Lambie-lovers, stand with me -- let's make our preferences known! 

    You can listen to Thomas' remix below -- it's #1, the one by "The Menstrels" (T's nom de plume).  (#2 is the original, 'pre'-remix version.)

    Then, after it's knocked your socks off, please vote for it.  The catch is that to vote you need either a MySpace account or an Indaba account.  Both are free.  Within my own demographic [dogs, natch!] there are not many of us who have MySpace accounts, let alone Indaba accounts.  However, I joined MySpace today so that I could vote for Thomas.  I felt it was the least I could do. 

Waiting to be discovered

    When I saw that a webisode of Brandt Point was filming at Nancy's house, I wondered if this could be my opportunity to break into the biz.   I stood nearby for a while, waiting to be noticed.

   Nothing happened, but that's OK.  I've heard perseverance is key to making it in the industry.  

 

If I have to wait tables for awhile, so be it.

Keeper of the cords

The guys had gathered for a game of Starcraft.

My role?  Cord maintenance.

I found it to be hypnotically relaxing.

In need of a Christmas miracle

 

Things are looking grim for Thomas' computer.  He cracked the screen a few days ago, and ordered a new one from eBay.

 Today Charlie got out his tools to install the replacement screen and carefully, taking hours, took everything apart, only to learn that that we'd been sent the wrong screen, which won't work with Thomas' computer. Then, while he was putting the computer back together, he dropped a screw into the computer's headphone jack.  He and Thomas tried everything, but they couldn't get it out.

 While Charlie worked on a communication to the eBay seller, Thomas took a quick nap on the sofa.  

Perceiving that they were both dejected, I tried to lend support.  

I wished I could do more.  Why couldn't I be a helpful techie when my brothers needed me most?

It's terrible to feel impotent to stop the suffering of those you love.  

At the bluffs in black and white and blue

       We were at the bluffs with my owner's backup camera, which she has yet to master.

  We started out in black and white, for reasons unknown.

Next thing I knew we were in color mode.

And then, inexplicably, we had moved into a mode where everything was black and white, except for blue, which popped out at you.

Once I got over my shock, I kind of liked this new world.

       

  It's dizzying yet subtle.  I think I could get used to it. 

 

Chamber of horrors

    As I had my kitchen sink bath last night, my thoughts turned to a disturbing video that I first became aware of a couple of months ago.  It features a French invention called the Dog-o-Matic, which is essentially a carwash for dogs, involving jets of water and then blasts of hot air directed at a terrified animal captive in a noisy piece of equipment. 

    Who would put a dog in a washing machine?  Apparently, plenty of people.  Dog-o-Matic is already established in France and has plans to move into the United Kingdom.  They are also pushing a cat-washing machine built along similar principles.

    In response to unfavorable online comments on his invention, Romain Jarry -- the entrepreneur who came up with the idea -- posted a defense noting, in part,  "In case of dog's panic, owners can push the stop button or open the door."   To me, the concept still sounds like dog abuse.