Wearing one of tubbysnuggles's faboo shrugs is enough of an excuse for a photoshoot, right?
Toshi and I are doing an obedience class, run by the local kennel club, on Tuesday evenings for six weeks. Toshi is not the star pupil (the instructors keep passing by, shaking their heads, and saying, "Well, there's a lot of hound behavior going on there"), but on the other hand he also isn't one of the dogs who growls and lunges at his classmates. This morning, trying to practice heeling in the back yard, I tripped over my own feet and fell flat on top of Toshi. He took it in good part (actually, going by the happy jumping and face-licking that followed, I think he thought it was a great game). I, being middle-aged, now have a backache and a sore shoulder. GAH.
On Thursday evening, I discovered that I can indeed carry the Toshster down my (extremely steep) basement stairs when the tornado sirens go off. And carry him back up again once they stop. Then do it all over half an hour later. I pulled a muscle in the front of one thigh during that experience. Where's a (preferably hot) Japanese masseur when I need one?
The dean has asked me to serve as interim chair of the art department next year (starting on July 15, to be precise). I said yes, because in the state of permanent internecine warfare that is campus politics, I figured I would have no hope of ever getting anything I might want if I said no. But I already regret it. Be prepared for much whining and grumpiness.
I have what I think is a fantastic idea for a class: a Major Authors seminar on Kurosawa. If the Emperor isn't an auteur, I ask you, who is?
The rehoming of certain dolls is going surprisingly well, but please, won't somebody buy the Hyun head and the Volks Kikyou? They're soooooo cuuuuuuute, and would work as either boys or girls. I'd be more than happy to make a deal for the flist. Link to DoA sales post: http://www.denofangels.com/forums/showthread.php?t=220307