Hella Pepsi!

This morning Murphy and I were walking around the house and what do I see across the street. A giant Pepsi truck unloading a shit load of Pepsi and Diet Pepsi!! My first thought is I never get this close to an actual Pepsi truck, needing to document my awesome findings I pick up Murphy and run into the house to grab my camera. Murphy and I jolt across the road dogging traffic to get to the amazing sight. But as a lot of you know it’s always way windy in Kato and while running across the street the wind blew my favorite Pepsi hat right off my head! By this time Mur and I are holding up traffic to save my hat from who knows what. Finally getting to the truck we linger around waiting for someone to come up to take our photo. Well there were a lot of people walking around but a lot of them looked like they’d have my camera for about two seconds before running off with it and selling it to buy more Keystone Light. After a few minutes the Pepsi guy came up and I made my move, I asked him to take our photo in front of the truck and he’s said, “in front of what?”….haha…I was like in front of the giant Pepsi truck!! After getting his laughs out that I even had a Pepsi hat on, he snaps an awesome photo of my two favorite things, Murphy and Pepsi! From that second on I knew my future soul mate have to work with the Pepsi.

First Zoo..Second Beer

The other day a friend and I decided to become reptile investigators for a day and headed across to Owatonna to the R.A.D. Reptile Zoo. Having the highest expectations one can have when going to a reptile zoo in the middle of nowhere, we pulled up and noticed that this “zoo” was unlike any other zoo. We imaged a green swap waste land, perfect for the reptiles but instead we pulled up to a warehouse where it looked like they were making the beef for MacDonald’s big Mac inside instead of displaying creepy creatures. Walking into the building we were greeted by man made walls of plastic and fake palm trees that looked like they were purchased at Hobby Lobby. Roaming around we were given brown lettuce to throw at the turtles to eat. After a few minutes of that we had turned the turtles against each other and were smack dap in the middle of a crazy turtle brawl. But turtles can only brawl for about ten seconds or so. Then off to the next insanely small aquarium which held a 65year old alligator named Big Al who was 20 feet long. Let’s just say Big Al didn’t move very much, after 65 years of being on display I’m sure he had had it with us human folk. After an hour or so of walking in a reptile circle and having heard the soundtrack to The Lion King a few times in a row (which was playing in the background) we felt it was time to venture off to intake a few well deserved beers. We figured that after being in such a depressive zoo that it was time to go lift our spirits with a Grain Belt or two.

Murphy seen on TV

So today I woke up and turned on my TV, like I always do to keep the animals entertained while I get ready to go see Roman at the gym, and the local news was on. Sipping my Diet Pepsi while sitting on the toilet and washing my face at the same time I hear the news lady reporting the history of a local church that just happens to be across the street from my house downtown. Walking out into the living room I see the TV flashing photos of the church and what do you see in the background??? MURPHY AND ME in our front yard walking around minding our own business. Murphy made his first TV appearance today and we didn’t even know it! What a great way to start your day, with seeing a picture of your self (non-showered) on the boob tube. This could maybe be our new thing. Finding the current news stories and following the news crews and getting in filming of bank robberies, local stabbings, school fundraisers or maybe even missing people cases. I smell a great idea coming on!

Oh No Mr. Homeless Man

Here is a list of things you can not do Mr. Homeless Man:

1: Check to see if Murphy has gingivitis.
2: Go through my garbage when it’s still in my house.
3: Ask me when the last time I had my period was.
4: Ask If I know where the nearest bathroom is.
5: Beg me for a soda from my back seat.
6: Try and convince me that my neighbor is a bitch.
7: Tell me that you have a bank account but you choose not to use it.
8: Say that my piercings are cool but they make me look a little ugly.
9: Tell me that you went through my neighbor’s trash and found a few dead cats and think your being a good humanitarian.
10: Ask if you can brush Widget right after you said how you like it in horror movies when cats explode.

Off for a Soda Run

So I went to the gym this morning to see Roman, and of course he was there. I still haven’t thought of the correct way to approach him, but I’m working on it. On the other hand when I woke up I went straight to the fridge and got a large can of Diet Cherry Pepsi and it was super tasty. Then like ten minutes later I was on my way to the gym and when I’m about to step out of my car I notice that my can of soda is not empty and I didn’t want to leave it in the car because by the time I get back to it it will be all warm and no good. So I decided to bring it in with me and maybe the calming of the soda will help me approach Roman, kind of like a single lady at the bar and she takes down one quick drink before she approaches her future one night stand. But with no luck it didn’t work and I was left with lots of on lookers. I guess drinking Diet Soda isn’t’ the thing to be doing at the gym when your walking on the treadmill. I might just have to keep my soda consumption for mine and Murphy’s out door walks.

Old Man Friend

So it’s been a while since we’ve been on here, but this summer will be filled with blogs, blogs, and blogs. You will be reading so much you’ll be throwing up Murphy’s. Also one thing we’ll be adding is video blogs so you can witness the zoo first hand.

My first question is, is it wrong to want to ask a 60 something year old man to hang out and be your old man friend? I see him at the gym everyday and I’m not sure of his name, but I call him Roman, since he sits and rides the bike and reads huge books on art history and roman architecture. But there are a bunch of reasons why Roman is an awesome old man. First he has a sweet ass North Star gym bag that the strap is so long that he wraps it around him like 5 times and he goes the whole work out with out going to the bathroom once. Which I think at that age can be hard to do. Then when he’s lifting the weights he’s always having conversations with people about his favorite coffee flavors, snow blowers, elastic pants, onions salads, annoying kids, and the list goes on and on. But how does one approach a man of this age to become friends with out looking as if I’m looking for a free meal or wanting him to pay for my college tuition? It’s a tricky situation but I’m determined this summer to add Roman to my friends list. So I’m looking for suggestions on how to do this…any thoughts???

I know you missed us!!

Starting up the good old blog again, I know you have missed our lovely day by day rant and raves. Things have been moving so fast lately; Murphy and I have been working really hard. Making public appearances downtown at the local bars, photo shoots in the backyard and sewing up a potholder thunderstorm so we can some day soon move out of the flood tunnel we call our apartment. Ideally Id likes to move up to higher ground and then minus the thoughtless 19year olds living upstairs that spend their Saturday nights puking over the railing onto our lovely landscaped backyard below. Other news, Kwik Trip gas station is still the best place in the world and Diet Pepsi is still the liquid of champions!

More news is to come...so pay attention!