Monthly Archives: May 2012

Inara was a Goddess!

I know that seems like a total Browncoat proclamation, but it’s true! It turns out that the name Inara not only roughly means “ray of light” or “heaven sent” in Arabic, it was the name of a Hittite goddess of the “wild animals of the steppe.” So the original Inara was not an ass-kicking companion travelling the ‘verse with a former rebel but a dragon-ass-kicking nature goddess. Regardless, it’s an amazing name, just sayin’. Oh, and yay for learning new things!

So, after a trek through the streets of the city this morning (no highways really sucks), I managed to get a lot done at work. Well, namely, I got started on The Geekly with a Twist and updated this blog all day. Nifty new look, though, huh? I’ve finally decided on a name, too! The Tiddly Tales of AJ the Lush has a certain ring, no? I’m still working on that tagline, but it’s a good summary. Most of this will be rants, ramblings, suggestions, awesome finds, and talk about my awesome dog. Do you want to know just how awesome? Well, let’s just say the butt wiggle-kiss combo would be responsible for the crumbling of empires (that is, if I wielded that sort of power).

This is the look of “seriously, put down the camera and just give me the treat.”

Other than Amoretta, this picked me up on my way home. Enjoy!

Dogs are Amazing

I swear, sometimes I realize just how much my dog makes me happy.

I know, this isn’t exactly a conventional first post for a blog, but it’s the biggest thing on my mind right now and it’s really got to be said.

Tonight is the best recent example of my amazing Australian Cattle Dog, Amoretta, being one of the best influences in my life. You know, in spite of things it was going pretty great. Yeah, the shoot for SciFi4Me‘s monthly, Comic Con Carne, was dropped on the production crew at last minute, but stuff like that happens. Yeah, it was a Monday at work after my four day weekend, but Mondays happen (once a week as a matter of fact). Yeah, I haven’t gotten my Diablo 3 review done (still, I blame the servers being down yesterday)…but in the scope of things it was a pretty easy day. And then tonight happened. I had to be late to the shoot because of working late (no big deal, I just missed set up). I had a bit of a cloud hanging around me, something just felt wrong. Maybe it was leaving my little Amoretta at home alone more than normal- I don’t know for sure. I just know that when I started hearing a funny noise coming from the back of my car after I had left Clint’s Comics that something was definitely not good.

I had no choice but to stop at an intersection in Midtown that’s not exactly savory. Let’s just say I was approximately 2 blocks from the two worst vagrant parks in town. Most of the business that goes down in that part of town (legally) happens during business hours only. I hop out quickly, hoping it’s just something stuck in my hubcap or maybe rolling heavily in my trunk…no such luck. My tire is flat…slashed by the looks of it. Wonderful. This will be tire #2 in less than 9 months. So I use my nearly dead phone to try to get a hold of my father in law or his wife to go straight to voicemail. There’s that battery life used up. I get a buddy on the line, thankfully, and he agrees to go pick up my boyfriend (who is phoneless himself, but that’s another pool-diving story) as I try to get roadside assistance on the line. Sidebar: whoever decided to bury “EMERGENCY roadside assistance” in automated menu hell deserves to burn in an eternity of automated message systems and telemarketing calls. I’m getting the jack under my car and someone stops to help. Let’s just say I wasn’t too big on this…someone walking downtown at nearly 10o’clock at night…I’m not one to judge, but it didn’t sit well. I stayed on the line with roadside as we got the thing fixed up and I’m finally back on the road when it hits me…my boyfriend’s birthday is in less than two weeks and now I’ve got to replace a tire. There goes that present. Oh? And the icing on the cake of the whole ordeal? I’m wearing a damn dress today. Go figure.

Anyways! To finally get to my point…dogs are amazing. The second I walked inside, my little beauty was sitting there just wagging away with her little stump. It’s like she read my mind (I’m positive she read my mood) because she spent the next ten minutes tossing her tennis ball as if to amuse Mommy alone. She’s really a little ball of wonder with the cutest expressions. I realize I’m highly biased, but damn I’ve got an awesome dog. Dogs are seriously amazing, just saying. I’m not sure what I’d do without her.