October 31, 2004

America's Next Top Model

(Filed under: Modeling)

Move over ladies, Sunday I'll be struttin' my stuff at a modeling audition. This audition is for print ads, but once they see my gourgeous eyes, my sexy bod and my way-to-cute tail, I think I'll make the jump to television ads pretty quick.

Wish me luck.

Posted by Speak at 5:12 PM | Comments (5)

October 23, 2004

Into the Photo Album

(Filed under: Pictures)

Damn. Can I get much cuter?

I found this one in the photo album from back in the day. From my size, my early blue collar, and long hair, I'd guess this was a pre-trim picture from my first haircut. Though it was a long time ago, more than a year ago, so I could be wrong. But I can't be much cuter.

Posted by Speak at 11:39 AM | Comments (2)

October 10, 2004

Headline Reads: Fearless Pup Saves Household from Earwig of Doom

(Filed under: Random)

At approximately 2:46 p.m. an earwig snuck into the home of Kevin and Abby Hendricks. Abby was not home at the time of the break-in, but Kevin was upstairs working and unaware of the situation. Speak (the family's fearless and brave pup) was just waking up from a nap on the porch when he heard the commotion in the living room. He quickly sprang into action, running to the living room to investigate. Expecting to see a member of the recent ladybug gang, he was taken aback when he saw the earwig of doom. He decided to get a closer look at the enemy.

Realising that it indeed was an earwig of doom he formatted a plan. Phase one of the plan was simple, yet highly irritating to the enemy - poke at him.

Phase two was slightly more complex - sniff him, without getting pinched in the nose.

Phase three - stare at the enemy.

Phase four - force the enemy under The Thing That Eats Dog Toys.

We caught up with Speak for a quick interview later that evening.
R: Speak, that was a brave thing you did.
S: He was heading for my toy basket - I did what needed to be done.

R: Were you ever afraid?
S: Look at me. I wear a studded collar. Do I look like someone who would be afraid?

R: How come you didn't have Kevin come take care of the problem?
S: They hired me to be a full time guard dog. It is my duty to protect them from the Ladybug Gang, Earwigs of Doom, Leaves, the neighbors pinwheels, the SimonDelivers man, and furniture that is moved from it's proper place.

R: That's a lot of responsibility. You must get paid pretty well.
S: I earn about a slice of cheese a week. It's a pretty average salary. If they wanted to upgrade to protection against UPS, FedEx, and Postal Workers, it would be an addtional hotdog per week

R: Well, thank you for your time. I'll let you get back to work.
S: Thanks, anything for my fans.

Posted by Speak at 5:15 PM | Comments (5)

October 1, 2004

My Cousin Linus

(Filed under: Friends)

Say hello to my four-month-old, two-and-a-half-pound chihuahua cousin. His name is Linus. All I have to say is this Christmas that cat has another thing coming.

Posted by Speak at 10:22 AM | Comments (1)