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dear canine, I see you are a new kid I have not met yet

If you would, please allow my fowardness... from the depths of my heart, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for the service you provide.  It is a great honor to have you here and have the chance to get to know you.  I see your writing is fastinating and I surely hope you hang around.

I often wish that I could express my thanks to the officer on the street, you know, like in days of old, when a citizen could just buy him a cup of coffee or something like that :)

In this current world, it just seems a little awkward.  I thought about making a batch of cookies and bringing it down to the local station, but that just seems a little odd too.  I guess I am realizing the subtle sad parts to our current political climate.

Anyways, it would be great if you could tell your colleagues that there are people that really do appreciate their services.  And maybe you could suggest a way that I might thank my local guys.

Big Love, mysteria

posted by mysteria on November 30, 2004 at 7:57 PM | link to this | reply

David

I assumed as much. Thanks buddy.

posted by canine277 on November 19, 2004 at 8:39 AM | link to this | reply

Keri

It's alright we both lived.

posted by canine277 on November 19, 2004 at 8:39 AM | link to this | reply

Dog, I was commenting on your writing

posted by David_S on November 19, 2004 at 7:07 AM | link to this | reply

omg.

posted by keri5707 on November 19, 2004 at 6:58 AM | link to this | reply

littlem

It was quite a night.

posted by canine277 on November 19, 2004 at 5:54 AM | link to this | reply

wow - what a story!

I've never had anything that exciting!

posted by littlemspickles on November 19, 2004 at 2:20 AM | link to this | reply

David S

I thought you hated cops. Thanks for reading this one's writing.

posted by canine277 on November 18, 2004 at 7:23 PM | link to this | reply

Woof woof on the stories

You are a good dog

posted by David_S on November 18, 2004 at 6:39 PM | link to this | reply

Wiley

It's good to have you visitin' How are you these days? I know that you had a tough week. Hope that you're ok.

posted by canine277 on November 18, 2004 at 6:35 PM | link to this | reply

Canine277

That,s a story now hoss. Hate to admit it but once I used one of those good fella's to make a collection for me in Montréal back in the 80`s. My worst date I`ve forgotten, I tend to do that a lot now and try to remember only the good times

 

posted by WileyJohn on November 18, 2004 at 6:32 PM | link to this | reply

Sounds like a great post... maybe

posted by canine277 on November 18, 2004 at 12:05 PM | link to this | reply

Oh, it didn't end there,

he continued to come to the bar where I worked and just stare at me.  He was like a stalker or something.  Ewwwww. In fact, he's the one who confessed that he was married.

posted by maybe on November 18, 2004 at 11:26 AM | link to this | reply

Maybe

OMG that was a bad one! Sheesh guy like that could make a woman swear off dating for good.

posted by canine277 on November 18, 2004 at 11:19 AM | link to this | reply

The worst date I ever had...

I met a guy through a friend (should've been a sign).  but he seemed nice enough, name was Noah.  So I agreed to go out with him.  He picked me up for the date and he was driving a convertable porche.  I really don't care about cars so I wasn't that impressed, but he kept making a big deal out of the car, accusing me of being jealous.  It was getting annoying.  So, we left for our date and he refused to watch the road while driving.  He insisted on looking at me while he talked and I was terrified.  He was all over the road.  Plus he never shut up.  Talked a million miles a minute.  Anyway, we ate and he said some offensive things at dinner.  Then we went to a movie where he had octapus arms.  I couldn't wait to get home.  So, he dropped me off in front of my house.  I didn't invite him in; but right after I said thanks, and bye, he reached out and GROPED MY BREASTS!!!  I was shocked.  I hadn't even kissed him goodnight!  Did he think it was now or never?  That they weren't real?  I later found out that he was MARRIED, and had a problem w/ COCAINE!!!

posted by maybe on November 18, 2004 at 11:15 AM | link to this | reply

Quite a night Taps.

 

posted by canine277 on November 18, 2004 at 9:04 AM | link to this | reply

What a story, Canine. Wow. Beats any I ever had.

posted by TAPS. on November 18, 2004 at 12:01 AM | link to this | reply

That's a deal!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 6:57 PM | link to this | reply

Canine, we would have a grand old time!

My wife would let us go so if you are ever in the area just let old Sarooster know and we will have a night out on the town.

posted by sarooster on November 17, 2004 at 4:43 PM | link to this | reply

Canine

That's right! I'll turn into the Marlboro Man, complete with an attitude and a six-shooter...LOL

posted by David1Spirit on November 17, 2004 at 4:06 PM | link to this | reply

Sorry David

I stand corrected. Can't anger my nearly smoke free friend.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 4:05 PM | link to this | reply

Sarooster

I think I need to party with you!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 3:50 PM | link to this | reply

Bereft,

Glad to meet you welcome to blogit!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 3:49 PM | link to this | reply

Canine, that is a true story.

It was a wild night and I will remember it for as long as I live. I have many paper journals that I let my wife rad when we got married. She is very open minded.When she read that entry she laughed and laughed. She always makes me tell that story at parties and such.

posted by sarooster on November 17, 2004 at 2:41 PM | link to this | reply

canine - and you didn't stop in to say Hey Hollee? Bereft am I!!!

posted by Hollee on November 17, 2004 at 2:40 PM | link to this | reply

Hollee,

no making fun, I promise. That was nice. I've been to Ciao Baby and after a Red's game too! My friend Jeff and I tried to get to every National League park. Cincinatti was one of our first stops. Unfortuantely we never made it to all. But that's another story.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 2:33 PM | link to this | reply

Canine - what a great date!!!!! I would have loved this! My best date

honestly was with an Italian - and someone I met through a personal ad - yuppers, I answered personal ads back in the 90s. Make fun now and then shut up and listen.

We met at an upscale bar in Westchester for a drink - very nice looking man - two years younger than me - natty dresser--which normally I can't stand, but he did it well. We then went to a Red's game - box seats - and though I hate baseball, he did a running patter through the whole thing that had me in stitches. After the game we went to Montgomery - he wanted to take me to Ciao Baby - a new Italian restaurant that opened the month before and was really hard to get a reservation to - and was quite expensive. We got there at 10 p.m.-- they were closing. He actually knocked on the glass front doors, got the maitre'd (sp?) to opne the door, and explained that he was falling in love with me and had to tell me so but only in Ciao Baby. They let us in - and fired up the kitchen again just for us - fettucine alfredo for me of course, my favorite food - and honest to gawd, one of the waiters played the violin for us.

He and I dated of and on for over a year until I transferred to Cleveland for Jenny Craig. He did ask me to marry him - but, for once, I declined. Eventually he did kind of get on my nerves with the natty dressing - he was a GQ kind of guy and very into himself. But I ate great for a long time!

posted by Hollee on November 17, 2004 at 2:22 PM | link to this | reply

Correction!

I was nerd/idiot that night!  There were better ones I assure you!

posted by David1Spirit on November 17, 2004 at 2:20 PM | link to this | reply

Sarooster or Donny,

Are you pulling my leg? That's too funny.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 2:18 PM | link to this | reply

Oh David!

Sadly, I have to say it, you are a nerd. Sorry buddy.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 2:16 PM | link to this | reply

Ariala,

I'm afraid... I'm very afraid! And yes, you deserve a break, but not too long?

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 2:15 PM | link to this | reply

I have had a lot of "worst" dates in my time.

I remember one in which the bartender at the local pub told me Angela had been there and saw me and had run home to get dressed and for me to go and pick her up. I did not even know her well and I was sure she had mistaken me for the guy she really wanted to go out with. The older guys at the place said she was drunk when she left and I might give it a shot. She might not even notice. So I went to pick her up. Her babysitter did not show up so we loaded her five kids in the car and dropped them off at her sisters. We went out to eat and Angela was rude and obnoxious to everyone; the waiter, other customers! We managed to finish the meal and drove to a nearby nightclub. She was even worse there. She started two fights. I got hit in the nose and bled for an hour. I finally convinced her it was time to go home. She had called me Donnie all night long which is not my name. I just had gone along. On the way home she took all her clothes off in the car and told me it would save time when we got home. We ran into her house and began making love right away. There was no kissing; no foreplay. I think that is when she realized I was not Donnie. He must have been much more well-endowed than I was. She started hitting me and kicking me and I ran out of her house holding my clothes in my arms. That was one of the worse dates I ever had.

posted by sarooster on November 17, 2004 at 2:03 PM | link to this | reply

I had mostly good dates

Only one "ended" bad. That was when I got so drunk at a party that I ended up falling asleep on my dates bed; while she was freshening up for some late night fun. She was pissed the next day! We never went out again after that!

posted by David1Spirit on November 17, 2004 at 2:03 PM | link to this | reply

Now see what you caused me to do?

http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/jackie_o8021/

posted by Ariala on November 17, 2004 at 2:01 PM | link to this | reply

Was there a full moon? Did you take her howlin'?

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 1:34 PM | link to this | reply

Canine...it was a

date in which I wished I was blind.  Should have been a red flag when she wanted to meet at her house...

posted by A_Norseman on November 17, 2004 at 1:19 PM | link to this | reply

Alf

You went out with a REAL wolf girl..., sorry wolfgirl, OMG!! That's wild. Was it a <blind> date?  hahahaha

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 1:16 PM | link to this | reply

Canine...

Great story man...I bet she still tells her kids about it.  My worst date is easy, it was a blind date in which the woman was covered with thick, black, hair,  even her ears were hairy coming up in little points like a manx cat.  My best date???.......I honestly don't know, I'll have to thing about it.

posted by A_Norseman on November 17, 2004 at 12:56 PM | link to this | reply

Ari

I see you making faces at me!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:50 PM | link to this | reply

Franky?

A whole weekend, must of been a good date.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:50 PM | link to this | reply

  

posted by Ariala on November 17, 2004 at 12:48 PM | link to this | reply

Wow, that's hard to top.

I didn't date much.  I spent 14-16 grounded, and moved out at 16.  Then I got pregnant at 17, and moved back in.  I would say, if nothing else, things worked out for the best.  I had a date once that lasted for a whole weekend, ocourse- my mom called the police.

posted by Flumpystalls3000 on November 17, 2004 at 12:35 PM | link to this | reply

Now you're bragging!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:31 PM | link to this | reply

No, but I started to speak in tongues...

posted by Ariala on November 17, 2004 at 12:29 PM | link to this | reply

Converted by Jesus. LOL That's rich. Did he give you a sermon on the mount? hahahahaa

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:28 PM | link to this | reply

Come on bro you were doing really well.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:26 PM | link to this | reply

I believe I was converted that night...

posted by Ariala on November 17, 2004 at 12:26 PM | link to this | reply

Thanks Mari. I had a brain fart!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:25 PM | link to this | reply

Canine

To a screeching halt today! But there's always tomorrow!

posted by David1Spirit on November 17, 2004 at 12:25 PM | link to this | reply

Good to see you David

How's the wagon rollin'?

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:23 PM | link to this | reply

canine - sure it is!

posted by MariVye on November 17, 2004 at 12:22 PM | link to this | reply

LOL Canine!

Hey Ariala, maybe he was having a problem with his English because word is He spoke Aramaic!

posted by David1Spirit on November 17, 2004 at 12:21 PM | link to this | reply

AHA! Now I know why you're # 1

You dated Jesus! LOL

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 12:18 PM | link to this | reply

Canine, okay...here's the worst date. I was in Acapulco on a date with

a guy we'll call Bob.  He was a tall, blonde, beautiful guy.  Turns out I had also made a date with another guy named Fernando for the same night, but I forgot.  I was totally embarassed and ended up going out with both of them to a disco since they both facking showed up!  At the disco the looks between them were really mean.  I had to spend the evening taking turns dancing with both of them.  Neither of them would dance with any other girls!  (Stupid!)  Now, to make matters worse, when I got home, a guy named Jesus (yeah, I know) showed up at my hotel.  This guy spoke little English.  I met him at another disco a couple of nights prior, and apparently I had agreed to meet him for a late night drink at my hotel on the same particular night!  The other two had already gone home (thank God!)  But this date with "Jesus" I blame on the language barrier.  I was only 17, but the harem was already getting started!       It was a busy night, but I never kissed any one of them!

posted by Ariala on November 17, 2004 at 12:08 PM | link to this | reply

Sentimentality is a good thing. Is that a word? LOL 

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:59 AM | link to this | reply

Canine - yup

I still have the pin - very precious.

I still have the dozen roses too.

I am slightly sentimental ~

posted by MariVye on November 17, 2004 at 11:53 AM | link to this | reply

Been there!

Oh have I been there!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:51 AM | link to this | reply

I took the date for his looks, Canine. Shows what that can do for you too!

posted by KlaraRoberts on November 17, 2004 at 11:48 AM | link to this | reply

I love a good hot dog, but that doesn't mean I'd take a date for one.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:40 AM | link to this | reply

I like hotdogs, Canine. I just didn't like Chief "Run His Mouth".

posted by KlaraRoberts on November 17, 2004 at 11:28 AM | link to this | reply

Klara

You're a trip. Gladly I've never taken a woman for a hotdog, but I've been to the opera.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:24 AM | link to this | reply

Sounds like a pretty good one. My wife was also pinned in college. Do you still have the pin?

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:22 AM | link to this | reply

But the hot dog would've tasted good with the editor, and the opera

would've sounded sour with the construction worker, Canine! LOL They brought their personalities with them.

posted by KlaraRoberts on November 17, 2004 at 11:20 AM | link to this | reply

My worst date: when my boyfriend ignored me all night.

My best date: When my boyfriend (now my hubbie) took me to one of his fraternity formals and they had pinning ceremony for me.  While in their tuxs they sang to me and presented me with a dozen roses on my behalf of my boyfriend.

 

posted by MariVye on November 17, 2004 at 11:16 AM | link to this | reply

WILD!

posted by MariVye on November 17, 2004 at 11:13 AM | link to this | reply

Yes Mari. The story is absolutely true.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:10 AM | link to this | reply

Are you for real!?!?!? Did that REALLY happen to you ????

posted by MariVye on November 17, 2004 at 11:08 AM | link to this | reply

Never been on a date? Rachel that needs clarification.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 11:06 AM | link to this | reply

I don't think I've ever been on a formal "date"

except when I was in fifth grade and the boy I really liked took me on a "date" to play miniature golf!! 

posted by RachelAnna on November 17, 2004 at 10:59 AM | link to this | reply

Klara LOL!

That's funny. It's a shame that the construction worker didn't take you to dinner and the opera, and the other buy you a hot dog though. That would be ironic!

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 10:55 AM | link to this | reply

Best: A fabulous dinner at a great restaurant, followed by the opera.

This man was an editor at a major newspaper and exuded class.

Worst: A construction worker that took me to a hot dog stand and talked about himself for seven hours (yeap, seven) straight. Never let me get a word out, and kept calling me "Karen" all night.

Both happened within a week of each other. I'm an "equal opportunity dater".

posted by KlaraRoberts on November 17, 2004 at 10:52 AM | link to this | reply

I'd call you a liar, but I don't like locusts. Thanks for reading even if you won't play.

posted by canine277 on November 17, 2004 at 10:41 AM | link to this | reply

Canine, LOL...we Italians always attract trouble. I've never dated or been

out with a man, so I have no stories to tell.

posted by Ariala on November 17, 2004 at 10:22 AM | link to this | reply