Permit holder Alexis Stewart, daughter of homemaking queen and ex-convict Martha Stewart, told The Post that she applied for a gun license after 9/11.
She said she got a gun, now kept in a lockbox in her $3 million TriBeCa apartment, to euthanize her elderly dogs in the event that another calamity struck and forced her to abandon them.
"I had two very old English bulldogs," said Stewart, who hosts a show on her mother's Sirius Satellite Radio channel.
"They could never make it out of Manhattan. I could never leave my dogs to die of thirst in my apartment, so I looked on it as a euthanasia situation. I would never kill my pets unless they were going to die anyway."
(The baby does NOT approve.)
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
What Enn Says 4
The baby was very excited to see me tonight. VERY. I asked Enn, who'd been keeping the baby sumpany, why that was the case:
Enn: "We'd been playing kicking the baby up and down the hall."
Me: "o_O"
So ends the latest chapter of "What Enn Says".
Enn: "We'd been playing kicking the baby up and down the hall."
Me: "o_O"
So ends the latest chapter of "What Enn Says".
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Sleeping Sounds
When the baby is sleeping (as she did for most of this afternoon) and having lots of dreams -- as evidenced by a twitchy nose, rapid eye movements, and flexing paws -- she chirps. I'm sure that in her dream world she's barking, quite fiercely at that; but in the real world she sounds more like this (except instead of birds in the background she'd be accompanied by the sound of traffic and car horns).
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Leaf Peeping -- Pt. 2
(Ok, so it's been a week, but I've been busy working for the baby. Whut.)
The baby and I had an early start to the second day of our leaf-peeping trip. the morning of our event-packed day was otherwise uneventful but for the baby running into the street. According to Enn, the baby was standing in the middle of the street looking like Joon directing traffic; i.e. a little confused and dazed. Luckily, said street was a country road, and it was early in the morning. That said, it was very naughty of the baby to run away like that. Luckily nothing bad happened and the baby came away without harm.
After piling into Brutus (Kires' Rav 4), we trundled off to nearby Hunter Mountain for its Oktoberfest. I'd been a little meh about it all since these sort of events usually meant schwein, schwein, and more schwein. I'm sure the baby would've been in pig heaven (ha, ha) but I wasn't so much looking forward to it. As it turned out, all my worries were for naught as there was more non-meat options than at my cafeteria at work. After scarfing down some breaky and gawking at the oldies dancing in their lederhosen and dirndl, the gang (including the baby and me), bought our tickets and got on the Skyride, a/k/a ski lifts being used for off-season purposes -- in this case, leaf-peeping.
Once we reached the summit, we took lots of pics and wandered around the many black diamond trails which, quite frankly, were were challenging despite the absence of snow. That said, it was really nice to get out to where the air was crisp and clean, and the views magnificent. The baby enjoyed it very much, especially since she was the dog on that entire mountain top. There are benefits to being so small and so easily transportable.
After departing the Hunter, Brutus took us to and deposited us at some random parking lot on the side of a single-lane highway. There was a promise of a waterfall somewhere in our vicinity, but Enn, Ephanie, the baby and I were somewhat unconvinced as we marched in single-lane fashion along the side of said single-lane highway as cars maneuvered around us. After a short hike downhill, we turned the corner on the single-lane highway and saw a sign for Kaaterskill Falls, which evidently is the highest two-tier fall in NY State. Who knew.
The baby, Kires and I hiked the half a mile trail to the waterfall while Enn and Ephanie played model and posed by the lower falls. Although the trail was very steep in the beginning and somewhat slippery at points, the baby was able was scrambled nimbly around the rocky trail mostly on her own. She only needed help once in a while, and most of that was due to her leash getting caught in some crevice or branch. I was very impressed by the baby's athleticism, which was a sentiment shared by the many people we encountered on the trail. There were lots of bemused and astounded asides when they would notice the baby's presence on the trail. I think I see many outdoor activities in the baby's future.
The baby and I had an early start to the second day of our leaf-peeping trip. the morning of our event-packed day was otherwise uneventful but for the baby running into the street. According to Enn, the baby was standing in the middle of the street looking like Joon directing traffic; i.e. a little confused and dazed. Luckily, said street was a country road, and it was early in the morning. That said, it was very naughty of the baby to run away like that. Luckily nothing bad happened and the baby came away without harm.
After piling into Brutus (Kires' Rav 4), we trundled off to nearby Hunter Mountain for its Oktoberfest. I'd been a little meh about it all since these sort of events usually meant schwein, schwein, and more schwein. I'm sure the baby would've been in pig heaven (ha, ha) but I wasn't so much looking forward to it. As it turned out, all my worries were for naught as there was more non-meat options than at my cafeteria at work. After scarfing down some breaky and gawking at the oldies dancing in their lederhosen and dirndl, the gang (including the baby and me), bought our tickets and got on the Skyride, a/k/a ski lifts being used for off-season purposes -- in this case, leaf-peeping. Once we reached the summit, we took lots of pics and wandered around the many black diamond trails which, quite frankly, were were challenging despite the absence of snow. That said, it was really nice to get out to where the air was crisp and clean, and the views magnificent. The baby enjoyed it very much, especially since she was the dog on that entire mountain top. There are benefits to being so small and so easily transportable.
After departing the Hunter, Brutus took us to and deposited us at some random parking lot on the side of a single-lane highway. There was a promise of a waterfall somewhere in our vicinity, but Enn, Ephanie, the baby and I were somewhat unconvinced as we marched in single-lane fashion along the side of said single-lane highway as cars maneuvered around us. After a short hike downhill, we turned the corner on the single-lane highway and saw a sign for Kaaterskill Falls, which evidently is the highest two-tier fall in NY State. Who knew.
The baby, Kires and I hiked the half a mile trail to the waterfall while Enn and Ephanie played model and posed by the lower falls. Although the trail was very steep in the beginning and somewhat slippery at points, the baby was able was scrambled nimbly around the rocky trail mostly on her own. She only needed help once in a while, and most of that was due to her leash getting caught in some crevice or branch. I was very impressed by the baby's athleticism, which was a sentiment shared by the many people we encountered on the trail. There were lots of bemused and astounded asides when they would notice the baby's presence on the trail. I think I see many outdoor activities in the baby's future.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Leaf Peeping -- Pt. 1
This past weekend the baby and I joined our friends for some fall foliage fun up in Catskills Park. At first the baby was a little disappointed that "Catskills" was not literal because she's ever so curious about those of the feline persuasion. However, she quickly overcame her disappointment and managed to have a very good time. Though, quite honestly, how could she not enjoy herself? Five people with her for 3 days straight. She loved every minute. Well, maybe not every minute -- for ex. those minutes she spent throwing up after getting carsick -- but you get the idea.
We began our trip first thing Saturday morning. The day started out in a somewhat troublesome manner for the baby as she was most anxious from all commotion that went with last-minute packing. I do believe she thought that I was going to leave her behind because she followed me from room to room like a little four-legged, beige shadow. She was therefore most relieved when she saw her carrier come out of the closet. She's such a silly puppy sometimes. I mean, what did she think I was doing when I packed away her treats and kibble, not to mention frozen chickum???
Our first stop in the Catskills was Woodstock. Kires was much taken by all the hippies and shops catering to said hippies. The townsfolks in turn were quite taken by the baby. I don't know if it was because of that movie, but everywhere we went people wanted to pet and touch her. If they didn't, then they talked amongst themselves when the baby would pass. It's all quite odd. Anyway, I was quite glad to not to have heard "yo quiero taco bell" until our last day. The baby is confused why people always say that to her; and thinks that there must be a lot of people with tourettes that make them want tacos.
While in Woodstock, Enn, Kires, Ephanie and I had a delicious lunch at Oriole 9. It reminded me a lot of the type of restaurants that I used to visit in the areas around Boston and Ithaca -- small and friendly with lots of good food. The baby was a very good girl and spend the entire lunch lying on the banquette next to me. I rewarded her with some pine nuts and parmesan that I sneaked from Enn's massive salad.
After lunch, we headed off to Ashokan Reservoir. On our most circuitous route, Enn tried to trixx us into believing that Ashokan was a Japanese word; but I don't think anyone believed her. Well, maybe the baby, but then again she's only 1 1/2.
Here's the baby surveying the reservoir:
We began our trip first thing Saturday morning. The day started out in a somewhat troublesome manner for the baby as she was most anxious from all commotion that went with last-minute packing. I do believe she thought that I was going to leave her behind because she followed me from room to room like a little four-legged, beige shadow. She was therefore most relieved when she saw her carrier come out of the closet. She's such a silly puppy sometimes. I mean, what did she think I was doing when I packed away her treats and kibble, not to mention frozen chickum???
Our first stop in the Catskills was Woodstock. Kires was much taken by all the hippies and shops catering to said hippies. The townsfolks in turn were quite taken by the baby. I don't know if it was because of that movie, but everywhere we went people wanted to pet and touch her. If they didn't, then they talked amongst themselves when the baby would pass. It's all quite odd. Anyway, I was quite glad to not to have heard "yo quiero taco bell" until our last day. The baby is confused why people always say that to her; and thinks that there must be a lot of people with tourettes that make them want tacos.
While in Woodstock, Enn, Kires, Ephanie and I had a delicious lunch at Oriole 9. It reminded me a lot of the type of restaurants that I used to visit in the areas around Boston and Ithaca -- small and friendly with lots of good food. The baby was a very good girl and spend the entire lunch lying on the banquette next to me. I rewarded her with some pine nuts and parmesan that I sneaked from Enn's massive salad.
After lunch, we headed off to Ashokan Reservoir. On our most circuitous route, Enn tried to trixx us into believing that Ashokan was a Japanese word; but I don't think anyone believed her. Well, maybe the baby, but then again she's only 1 1/2.
Here's the baby surveying the reservoir:
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Taking out the garbee
This is what happens when we have to take out the garbee...
The baby makes her own fun. Whut.
The baby makes her own fun. Whut.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Repurposed MLP
Who knew that there is an entire world of secondary market in old-school MLP? Well, old-school MLP's that've been repurposed into the awesomeness that is this example to the right. Talk about recycling and reusing. The handiwork of Finnish artist Mari Kasurinen, she's also crafted some MLP's with a Batman theme as in My Little Batman as well as My Little Catwoman. However, I think her best work -- that is other than My Little Darth Vadar and My Little Stormtrooper -- is My Little Alien; LOL. If only KJ had thought to do this with her MLP back in the day. Though if KJ had thought to dress up her MLP's I fear that we would've ended up with this unholy union. That said, maybe it's time to dig out those MLP's...
Sunday, October 5, 2008
B.R. 10/5/08 -- Antic
Today was a very busy day for the baby. The reason? Atlantic Antic of course. After waiting so patiently for so many months, the day of the fair had finally arrived. We were both very excited for a day of treats and sights -- with an emphasis on the former, duh. Naturally, with all the anticipation, it was impossible for us to stay in bed. So, not surprisingly, it was an early start for us both. As per usual, we played a rousing game of fetch to get our hearts pumping. Afterward, she had her final heart worm pill for the season which took like a very good girl; though I have to admit that wrapping said pill in cheese and bacon probably helped. For breaky, it was chikum and kibbles for the baby, while I enjoyed some butter and honey on toast. Then it was off to the store for me, while she tended to gathering her toys. Upon my return, the baby was fitted with her fall gear -- a nice fuzzy sweater -- and we were off...
Along the way we met with lots of friends: Enn, In and In, Esley, Vixxie, and Isa. Although the baby had a terrific time, I think it may have been a bit much for her because she promptly collapsed into a little pile of sleeping piap when we returned home. In fact, except for a few brief bursts of activity -- a little game of fetch when Ephanie came over, and then later, dinner -- the baby has been quite the sleepy piap. Of course some of us didn't mind this so much because as this proved an excellent opportunity to take advantage of the baby (you know who you are). For those who don't know, when she's sleepy, she'll let anyone hold her hand/paw; and I guess this was too good of an opportunity to let up. Also, I know that the day must've been a bit much for her because she had a little bout of exploding d. I'm blaming it on the mystery meat she sneaked off of the street this afternoon.
Along the way we met with lots of friends: Enn, In and In, Esley, Vixxie, and Isa. Although the baby had a terrific time, I think it may have been a bit much for her because she promptly collapsed into a little pile of sleeping piap when we returned home. In fact, except for a few brief bursts of activity -- a little game of fetch when Ephanie came over, and then later, dinner -- the baby has been quite the sleepy piap. Of course some of us didn't mind this so much because as this proved an excellent opportunity to take advantage of the baby (you know who you are). For those who don't know, when she's sleepy, she'll let anyone hold her hand/paw; and I guess this was too good of an opportunity to let up. Also, I know that the day must've been a bit much for her because she had a little bout of exploding d. I'm blaming it on the mystery meat she sneaked off of the street this afternoon.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Pet Peeve No. 1 (or near the top anyway)
Roadwork past midnight outside my window. For the love of all that's decent and good in this world is jackhammering at this time of the night really necessary???
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