Friday, November 2, 2012

Happy Halloween! Grease is the Word!


Me and LuLu knew it would happen! When the leaves start changing colors and the scary scarecrows sit on the fireplace and the Big Porch, My MaMaFigure makes us wear strange clothes.

We have been a space pug, a fairy, a pink pig with wings, a bumblebee, a unicorn and a cow, but this year My MaMaFigure said we were going to be Danny Zuko and Sandy Olson. 


I am a T-Bird and LuLu is a Pink Lady.
That Man and My MaMaFigure say that Grease is one of those movies you have to watch when you are flipping channels, like Coal Miner's Daughter, Forrest Gump, A League of Their Own (LuLu's favorite) and A Christmas Story. My MaMaFigure says even though she likes the movie, Barry Gibb must have been stoned when he wrote the song. Grease is the Word! It's got groove! It's got meaning! Grease is a time, it's a place, it's a motion! Grease is the way we are feeling!

When My MaMaFigure pulled my new jacket out of the bag, I began to feel like a rebel. Like I was cool. It is black with a T-bird sign on the back and I look real good in it.
This is a picture of me with my T-Bird jacket. I think I look pretty good in this picture.
LuLu's jacket is pink and it has Pink Ladies written on the back. LuLu ran under the table when she saw My MaMaFigure take it out of the bag. LuLu doesn't like to wear clothes or take baths.

LuLu says she will wear the jacket, but she refuses to be Sandy Olsen. She says she is Betty Rizzo. She says Sandy tried to impress Danny Zuko by wearing high heels and black leather and frizzing up her hair and smoking cigarettes. She says Rizzo would have pulled double majors in political science and criminal justice. Then she would have worked with the FBI and CIA with special security clearances from the government, eventually running both agencies, and she wouldn't have cared if she impressed anybody.  She says at the end of the movie, Danny and Sandy fly away in a flying car! She said Rizzo would have piloted a Chinook helicopter.

LuLu tried to run and hide when she saw her jacket. She says pink and black is a pretentious color combination and she is not Sandy Olsen. She says she is Betty Rizzo.
I went right over to My MaMaFigure so she could put my new jacket on me. I got a new attitude, like I was a hood. Like I wanted to drive a hot rod car and listen to rockabilly music. I started calling That Man "Daddy-O" and My MaMaFigure "Old Lady" and using words I've never heard before!

We always hang on the Big Porch when we wear our strange threads. Cats and chicks were makin' the scene. It was crazy, man. Daddy-O and My Old Lady were cookin', handing out candy to the ankle-biters. We were diggin' the bash, jammin' with the vinyls the Old Lady was spinnin'. Can you dig it?

My MaMaFigure popped my collar and I think it makes me look tough. I look pretty good in this picture too.

 
A neighbor dog stopped by our crib asking questions about our jackets. I asked him if he was cruisin' for a bruisin'? He said not to get bummed out, he thought we looked bad, so we were tight after that. Daddy-O and My Old Lady eyeballed him and he booked it outta there.

Here's a picture of me and LuLu. The end of our jackets kept flipping up because of our curly tails. I still look good though, like a T-Bird!
It got dark and cold and Daddy-O and My Old Lady said it was time to go in, so I told LuLu it was time to make like a tree and leave. We went inside and piled up some z's on My Old Lady's chair.

See ya later alligators,
Mister Bean









Monday, September 10, 2012

Secret Mission--Psycho Pug & Sidekick

Me and LuLu like to camp! This is our camper.
Me and LuLu went camping with That Man, My MaMaFigure and Sweet Little Mamaw! We camp at Fall Creek Falls State Park every September so we can go to the Mountaineer Folk Festival. LuLu says we were on a Top Secret Mission and it was so secret that I didn't even know we were on a Top Secret Mission until the camping trip was over and we got home!

She had to write a Top Secret Mission report. She says it is very important that it not fall into the wrong hands, so if you read it don't tell anybody. LuLu says she used to live with a Secret Agent  and she knows all about Top Secret Missions and how to write Top Secret Mission Reports. She uses lots of military words and codes and she knows how to tell time in another language! I added the pictures so it would be more interesting.

Psycho Pug's (aka LuLu) Top Secret Mission Report

Secret Mission Code Name: Tabletop 99
Secret Mission Staging Area: Fall Creek Falls State Park, Tennessee USA
Secret Mission Date: September, 6, 7, 8, 9, 2012
Secret Mission Agent: Psycho Pug-akaLuLu
Unknowing Secret Agent: Sidekick - aka Mister Bean                               
Unknowing Participants: That Man, My MaMaFigure, Sweet Little Mamaw, UncleGeorge&Aunt Martha, UncleRalph&Aunt Trudy, Roger&Katrina
TOP SECRET MISSION: To Poop on Unoccupied Campsite 99 and Stand on Table in Camper.

Thur. 9/6/2012
1400 hours: Arrived at geographic reference point, Campsite 97, FCF State Park. That Man, My MaMaFigure and Sweet Little Mamaw began process of establishing BaseCamp. Took initiative to scout out territory behind Campsite 97 while inside kennel and crate - aka "Pug Prison".


Me in Pug Prison. That banjo sounded good and I think I look pretty good in this picture.
1600hours: Incoming parties arrive at UncleRalph&AuntTrudy campsite, carrying musical instruments. Musicians provided covert ruse to exercise reconnaissance operations. Sidekick, ignorant of Secret Mission, remarked he likes the banjo.

 I think I look pretty good in this picture too. I didn't know I was Secret Agent Sidekick!

2100 hours: Roger&Katrina arrive and established camp on Campsite 95. Observed two suspicious accomplices in form of chihuahuas.  Sidekick also observed chihuahuas & indicated to MaMaFigure that he had to relieve himself. Upon his return, I interrogated Sidekick as to chihuahua activities. Sidekick reported chihuahuas were discussing sleeping arrangements for the night and they might want to play Hunting Dogs in the Big Field with us. Chihuahuas determined to be 'friendly' and are under no scrutiny at this time.

2300 hours: Bedded down with That Man, MaMaFigure and Sidekick. Barrier formed by That Man's big feet prevented escape from bed and performing nocturnal scouting. Sidekick inactive, immobile and snoring.

Fri.9/7/2012:
Awoke at 0600 hours: Prepared to deploy campaign plan, Part A--Attempt to Poop. Indicated to MaMaFigure that I needed to relieve myself. Mobilized MaMaFigure to boundary of landing site, aka Unoccupied Campsite 99, by pulling at leash. Sidekick, contained inside BaseCamp with That Man and Sweet Little Mamaw, began barking just as I began deployment. Fully awakened by Sidekick's bark, MaMaFigure foiled Attempt to Poop by dragging me to woods. Was informed by Sidekick upon my return to BaseCamp that he was barking an alert to MaMaFigure regarding a pretty baby deer with spots standing beside BaseCamp.

This is the pretty baby deer behind our camper. It had spots.

1000 hours:  Contained inside Pug Prison while Unknowing Participants gather to eat breakfast. Reviewed Adaptive Planning and Execution System. Sidekick remarked bacon brought by UncleGeorge&AuntMartha smelled good and he wondered if they have biscuits too.

These biscuits were good! My MaMaFigure made sure I got a bite!
Spent remainder of day inside Pug Prison/Locked inside Base Camp while Unknowing Participants attended Folk Festival activities. Reviewed Geospatial Information, updated High Risk Exercise Manual. Sidekick mourned absence of That Man, MaMaFigure and Sweet Little Mamaw and wished he could play harmonica like UncleRalph.

2300 hours: Bedded down with That Man, MaMaFigure and Sidekick. That Man's big feet again prevented nocturnal scouting. Sidekick, awakened by sudden and heavy rainstorm, began walking on That Man's legs, thus disturbing That Man who began questioning our presence in bed.

Saturday 9/8/2012:
0700hours: Indicated need to relieve myself to MaMaFigure, who, due to fatigue from previous day and late night, stumbled out BaseCamp door. Strategically used MaMaFigure's inability to focus to my advantage. Marshalled all resources and ran to Unoccupied Campsite 99 and prepared to deploy. Deployment successful. Mission Accomplished!

Returned to BaseCamp while MaMaFigure, vocally criticizing mission, stumbled behind me. Sidekick excited due to joint visitation of AuntJuJu&UncleFred&SarahClaire, Katie&JamesEdward&BabyJayce&Amber. He hopes SarahClaire&BabyJayce bring squeaky toys and snacks.

1200 hours: Rain made going to festival a no-go. Sweet Little MaMaw returned home with AuntJuJu&UncleFred&SarahClaire. Katie&JamesEdward&BabyJayce&Amber left also. That Man sat outside BaseCamp, underneath awning, during rainstorm. Sidekick and I were contained inside BaseCamp with MamaFigure. At this time I executed Part II of Secret Mission-Standing on Tabletop. As MaMaFigure opened refrigerator to gather supplies for sandwich making, I estimated height of bench and table and and prepared high risk execution. Jumped onto bench as MaMaFigure reached for mayonnaise. Calculated gradient jump onto table as MaMaFigure closed refrigerator door. Landed on table. Mission Accomplished!!
Secret Agent Pyscho Pug completed her mission.
MaMaFigure again vocally criticized mission, and observed that Sweet Little Mamaw would never want to eat food from table again.  Sidekick wondered if MaMaFigure chose Sharp Cheddar or Provolone Cheese for ham sandwich and hoped she would prove true to character by dropping food on the floor during preparation as she does at home.

1500hours: Rain ceased. That Man and MaMaFigure went festival-going, locking us inside BaseCamp. I reviewed methods used to accomplish Tabletop 99 and rested from intense efforts. I am glad to report this Top Secret Mission a success.

This is a side view of LuLu standing on the table.
Signed
Secret Agent LuLu (Psycho Pug)

LuLu says this completed mission will help her advance to the next level. I hope LuLu-aka Pyscho Pug- plans another Secret Mission for our Fall Break camping trip. If she had told me I was a Secret Agent named Sidekick I would have helped her by creating diversions, planning skirmishes and tactical manuevers. She talks about these things all the time and they sound fun and exciting.

Thank you for reading my blog.

Sincerely,
Sidekick (aka Mister Bean)