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Dogs Gone Wild 2003.

Today I got to go to Flugtag. Man. It promised to be such a cool event. Oddball nuts, constructing contraptions out of duct tape and toilet paper, flinging themselves in to Town Lake. It was okay, but maybe they could have tried to make the “aircraft” fly a few feet. There was actually a long leg (chines dragon style) with a foot in the front that just plunged in to the lake…no flying at all. It didn’t help that it was hot and bright and I had neglected sunblock. I melted until I couldn’t take anymore. I also didn’t have any idea how many pairs of breasts there actually were in Travis county. They were all in full effect and I go the impression that girls were about to go wild at any moment. Dogs. Dog were everywhere. Not a bad thing (usually), but they started getting in to fights and barking and nipping. Jeez. It was too hot for dogs. I actually saw a small chihuahua sitting in a cooler of ice.

I also found out, too late, that today was Eeyore’s Birthday. I have never been to this much talked up event. However, I imagine it was probably just hippies and dogs, instead of tits and dogs. I would have liked the shade.

I am running out of steam here. I didn’t sleep last night and I have been busy today. I am sun burned. I am tired. I am horny. Sucks how that always happens.