As most people know, yesterday was the super bowl.  So went over to a friend’s apartment and had far too much pork.  I wrote about bacon explosion a little bit ago, and figured why not try it out on some unsuspecting friends?  That’s exactly what I did.  I have to say "explosion" is a great name for this product of pork.  I would go with "death" instead.  After consuming my slice I felt my stomach about to explode, a Xenomorph popping free and slaughtering my friends.  Damn it was tastey though.  Would have worked better on a grill.

Before anyone else could come over, a building two or three doors down, seemed to have caught fire.  I’m going to guess somene’s cooking didn’t agree with the walls and decided to pick a fight.  It was pretty sweet watching the firemen do their thing.  Running up ladders, carrying hoses and all that.  It must not have been a very big fire because it was all over within 15 minutes.  Firemen really do have a tough gig.

Then onto the super bowl.  What a game that was.  I was very shocked when the Cardinals took the Steelers towards the end.  Then in the last few minutes of the fourth quarter the Steelers went and did an incredible drive to win.  Down to the last minute.  Was exciting to watch the only foot ball game of the year that I ever watch.

Of course super bowl means commercials some were really god damn hilarious, I’ll only post two that cracked me up and we had to rewind on the TiVo a few times to witness a second, even third time.

For pictures of the fire and pork death, head over to my Flickr set.

It’s no secret that I’ve been wanting a puppy, and am getting one in March.  Yesterday a coworker and I drove down to Stevinson California to meet the litter I get first pick from.  I have to say seeing a bundle of seven three week old cattle dog pups was a sight to behold.  The amount of cuteness, and how needy they are was almost enough to melt anyone’s heart.  How could they not be cute?  They were like 3 or 4 pounds each and fit in one hand still.

They all made cute little piggy grunts like Banjo used to, and probably still does.  They would wiggle when they walked around and kept in a pile nursing with their mother.  I couldn’t make a choice yesterday, but I believe the one in the picture is going to be the one.  She was adorable, seemed to have some personality, and was very clingy every time I held her.  This is almost like a mail order bride from Russia.

I also got to see the other litter the guy had.  I think it was seven or eight one week old cattle puppies, and they were very tiny and cute.  Can’t really tell much about them, but like I said, very cute.

Lucky for me, he had a year and half old girl from the mother I’m getting my puppy out of, and the color on her was incredible, the type of blue I really want.  The father of the litter was smart, and loved to jump, hopefully my dog will be a frisbee dog as she gets older.  This is going to be fun.

All the photos I took yesterday can be seen on my Flickr.