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Adventures of the Struggling Writer — Day 5

My quest to meet Tina Fey & NPH has taken me to the four corners of this Earth, so to speak.  I’ve attempted to place myself in positions that would enable me to “accidentally” run into these two saviors of comedy.  To quote the hubby, it’s not “stalking” . . . it’s “strategic networking.”  That’ll be my primary defense should I find myself handcuffed in the back of a black and white vehicle in front of NPH’s southern California pad as the cops confiscate my binoculars.  Because my script is so awesome, I won’t let them get their paws on that—see my inspiration below.

Last week, as part of my strategic networking plan, I headed over to Macy’s in downtown San Francisco to assist the SPCA with adoptions of dogs and cats.  Every year, during the holidays when people are overwhelmed by the haze of egg nog and David Archuleta’s Christmas album, the SPCA sets up window displays of adoptable animals at Macy’s.  I figured, on the off chance that Tina Fey or NPH have decided to visit San Francisco, they’d likely visit Union Square, and by assisting with the collection of donations, I would have a surefire way of being within 20 yards of my targets (I wonder what the average restraining order prescribes as a safe distance?).  So, with my collection jar in hand, an SPCA jacket on my back, and a friendly unassuming smile, I began my work.

Now, collecting donations in front of windows displaying kittens and a doggie is not that difficult, if you think about it.  The SPCA, however, helps you out by providing you with some simple instructions on how to encourage people to give.  Phrases like, “Gimme yo dough or the kitties be no mo” simply are not effective, as I was told with a wary eye.  They suggested something like, “Would you like to make a donation to the San Francisco SPCA?”  I found that line to be way too long and complicated, yielding in little money but instead leading to incessant questioning as to what “SPCA” stands for.  So, as a compromise between my catchy phrase and the party line, I decided to go with something along the lines of, “Would you like to make a donation to help these kittens find a real home?”  That worked pretty damn well, as I received plenty of singles, fives, ten-spots, and even a 20 in my two hours of volunteering.

I did not, however, manage to see Tina Fey or NPH.  However, I did accost approach each and every brunette woman donning glasses and ask for a donation, but none of them proved to be the target of my strategic networking.  At one point, I thought NPH had stormed in front of me screaming because he was so excited that he had finally been located by me, but alas, it was a somewhat crazy man telling all donators that they were going to hell for donating to dogs and not people.  As crazy man came near me, I quickly ingested my script, fearing that it was a ruse to get to my script of gold.  For days after, I payed dearly for that ingestion.  Will I ever find you, Tina Fey or NPH?  Hear my pleas.  Savor my devotion.

Discover me, Tina Fey & NPH!!!

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Sleeping Puppies — For Your Friday Viewing Pleasure

There is nothing cuter than puppies falling asleep.  So in celebration of all the goodness in the sixth day of the week, I present to you the following videos:

In watching these videos, I realized that they appear much in the same fashion that I appear most days.  Sometimes I’m shocked that I don’t fall midstep on my way to the Metro, in a narcoleptic fit as I break my head open on the icy cold pavement in front of a row of smoking cab drivers who point and draw straws as to who gets to take the idiot around the block and run up the taxi bill before arriving at the ER.

I want a dog.  If I can’t have a dog, I wonder if I can hire someone to pretend to be a dog?  Maybe someone will get on all fours and roll around for me, lick my feet after licking him or herself, and lap up peanut butter.

I just checked the ‘net.  Apparently I can acquire such services in the “red light district.”  Go figure.

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Bye Ando, Akoni, and Autumn

Vodpod videos no longer available.

more about “Shiba Inu Puppy Cam, Ustream.TV: Tune…“, posted with vodpod

Vodpod videos no longer available.

more about “Shiba Inu Puppy Cam, Ustream.TV: Tune…“, posted with vodpod

Vodpod videos no longer available.

more about “Shiba Inu Puppy Cam, Ustream.TV: Tune…“, posted with vodpod

Yesterday, three of the six Shiba Inu puppies were sent off to their new homes.  Ando, Akoni, and Autumn waved goodbye to the camera one last time, and tens of thousands of people around the world felt the pain of Mr/Mrs who had to let them go.  Here’s a tribute video to these puppies.  Break out the tissues!

I need to get a dog.  I cannot believe how much joy I derived from staring into a webcam at some puppies in San Francisco.  I was so excited at the concept that I went out and purchased my own webcam.  Of course, I didn’t realize at the time that having a webcam and having puppies are independent events.  Indeed, I have since realized that most webcam owners do not have puppies.  But I will lie in eager anticipation for the day that I can stream my own puppies for the world to see!

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