Earlier today he was walking around just peachy, but something happened to his hip that's keeping him lying down. I (under advisement from a long-time dog trainer) game him half of an Aspirin (hidden in some peanut butter, and coerced him into eating his dinner and drinking some water.

I really hope he's just sore from my trying to pick him up like a jackass earlier. I'm not sure what I'd do without him

I have 8 pages of Character Descriptions, Setting outlines and Robotic Anatomy comparisons scattered around, and I finally have a grip on where I can (or want) go with 'This Story has a Robot!'. I've averted a lot of cliches that might water down the plot and expanded a little on several of the settings.


But the protagonist doesn't have a name.

So, I'm seeking out suggestions. Anagrams or (subtle) references to prominent members of the scientific community would...

So I'm talking to Joe about cheating the system when I hear a buzzing behind me. I turn around to see a huge as fuck beetle rattling his wings on my newly vacuumed floor.

Logically, I attempt to drop a metal pole on it. It flips it over and Milo, curious as to why his bipedal compatriot is acting like such a poltroon romps over and attempts to gobble the little bugger himself. He decides he doesn't like it and gives me a "Put him out of his misery" look. I smush the thing with the...

BUT NOT WITH MY DAD BECAUSE HE FARTS OUT OF HIS MOUTH

I went to a Mental Hospital in Kingston yesterday. Prominent symptoms of ADHD were discovered.

I got a little bottle of Ritalin, to be taken in 20MG increments for 3 days, then , after I'm used to it, moving on to 40MG.

So I have a learning disability.

Heh.

Alright, remember the 'Choose my Pet!' thread? Whelp, just thought I'd make everyone aware of the animal I am going to be buying in a year that will not influence any of you at all.

It's either a Whippet, Pit Bull, or Great Dane. Whichever I choose will be a victim of circumstance next year. Whippet would be Scoot, Pit Bull would be Rawket, and the great Dane would be either Uber or Kritz. I am thoroughly aware of how nerdy those names are. Fuck off.(with the guns)

We had this Artificial Organism working with us in developing the brain, he looked normal enough-a purple shirt, black pants, two Prehensile orb-jointed tentaclamps for interaction and a head that was human but off with some ocular and auditory circuits jutting here and there.

We called him Saunter.

He was really quiet, not purposefully--he was a low grade lab assistant model, but because his charging station was state of the art. Any grease or dust that he gathered...

Okay. Maybe I'll stay.

But just because that one post by Dicks and Doo in the L4D thread was really stupid and I also like most of you.

Tilly wasn't ours.


Tilly belonged to my moms best friend. I knew Tilly for about 13-14 years. She was an Australian Shepherd (like Milo and Moe, the latter of which died a few years ago.) and she was a colorful dog. One of her eyes was slightly discolored, you could pick her face up from pretty far off. She was friendly but prone to territoriality.

Tilly was put down last Thursday.

I think she suffered from Hip dysplasia, but I don't really want...