Someone found this old photo of Rickey and me

well, it was a while ago. feel free to double-click Lex Barker and Skittles Sr

thank you God for basset hounds

seriously, man

Kids will always ask questions

and a pack of bassets (literally)

The house is so empty without her tonight

have a glass of wine and think of my Sugar Joan
Sugar had endless schtick

what a sweetheart

probably a little bit of this going on

then probably a little bit of

All part of the journey

you know you're supposed to be clicking on all of these awesome images



yes i know there are no cars (certainly no gas burning ones) at the bridge but I really do think Kauai is what heaven looks like and Sugar always wanted to go.

Some previously posted bridge imagery:






Bongo probably barked his head offThis in from Sugar: she would have gotten there a lot sooner but there was a tremendous hold up in line because of some guy

Bongo's fondest wish comes true

double click sugar



Sugar Joan Elliott Hohman Junior
March 4, 1998- February 22, 2007 10:15pm PEBT

Eighth born of a litter of eight. The runt of the litter, she luxuriated in being worshipped, pampered, and slavishly adored by her brother Bongo, the first born. Equally put on a pedestal by her two hopelessly smitten Dads and her niece Lanaynez. Far too briefly the enchanted of Rickey Cugat. Newly fondly felt for by Roccheaux Raoul. Loved boundlessly by her Grandma and her Nana. Sugar and Bongo came to live with me on my fortieth birthday when they were seven weeks old. Until his passing a year ago they never spent a moment apart, ever. She lived her life to its fullest by bossing everyone around and knowing exactly what that was on top of the counter or in your purse. Perhaps a little nearsighted or maybe she really was just ignoring you. Ate an entire red velvet cake with chocolate frosting and the enormous glass platter it was on when she was five (possible cause of congestive heart failure, complications from which she passed). Mentioned that the cake and the platter were delicious, thank you very much. Incredibly interested in what your napkin tasted like. And where the best place to nap at which time of day. Which Papa to sleep next to for the first part of the evening. Average kisser (sorry, somebody has to be). Except for a couple of times when she was young she never spent a night away from her Papas nor her brother or niece. We are all very sad (except for Bongo who I believe is exultant, he has fifteen months of eyeboogers to clean up). If there is a heaven, seriously, the first person I see better be Bongo but Sugar Joan better be right there with him. Bongo, make this effortless for your sister. Or she will kick your ass if you don't so you might as well. Safe passage my first daughter, my angel. I will love and honor you forever and cannot wait to be reunited with you.







There never was a baby like my baby
No other baby ever had that smile

And since she’s gone I just can’t be a crybaby
My baby made life worthwhile

There never was another doll or guy, baby
Who looked exactly like my valentine

She was specially designed for me
And if you should want her double

Brother, are you in trouble
Never, no never, a baby like mine




Sugar, my dearest darling angel, I was lying about the kissing, how do you think you originally got your name?

please check out the MySpace pages of Hedda and Louella

http://www.myspace.com/louellaparsons
http://www.myspace.com/heddahopper
take time to see who is on the "friends" lists
Also, a little Danorama for dessert:

Still no appetite

we will see how she feels later. she gets up and wanders around the ponds and drinks. I wanna drink.

Tuesday afternoon update

Sugar is resting very comfortably but hasn't an appetite. We're fiddling around with her medications. Angel.

Double-click on Marie Dressler. First in an endless series of high-resolution images.

Some comfort food for Sugar: DINAH! from 1878

How bout a little towards-the-end Lucy the incomparable Ella, ladies and gentlemena little Mermand a scary ZsaZsa thing

I'm not saying anything

but I sure wish Sugar felt better.

I have just been enchanted

This little darling is Dumbo. No, that's his real name!
Dumbo tips his hat to Rickeyc'mon, he's too cute

saturday still life

click on the image to see this lovely orchid. whoever gave this to our office last year, thank you so very much. round two is going great.

saturday mornin funnin around

This first one I took two days ago but it's zero in new york and eighty here. I know I have the good end of the bargain but it's too early for it to be this hot. And it will be twenty degrees cooler tomorrow.
by the way
you tell me
rocco totally got bigger in the last day his head is huge he's so handsome and lovin life

Our current issue

copy this to your browser and feel sorry for me.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coprophagia

Also, Sugar had to go see her cardiologist on Thursday, she wasn't feeling well for a few days and the doctors have changed her meds and she seems much more herself. It's all a gift. Where else can i be about it.

It's a Danorama afternoon

This just never gets old- part two

except maybe to you as well

This just never gets old

except perhaps to you

A little something for a special Leidy

the kids sent a little something to someone who they love who they hope feels better soon.

and some yang to the yin
god bless that danorama

There was a brawl at our house

crazy kids yes I know its dark you're not paying anything for this

aqua fight

clownin' around

yeah i had just woken up so yeah i know what my hair looks like

Hey everybody

We are all really embarrassed. January 29th would have been Rickey's sixth birthday. Dad spent a good portion of the last couple of days apologizing to his box on the mantle but I'm sure Rickey doesn't mind stretching out his celebration at the bridge. Rickey and his best buddy Luke are getting the new dog park at Basset Rescue Network's facility named after them, Rickilu Field. Happy birthday little darling, you little nut, I sure as hell hope you are livin' large with your first Dad at the bridge.
we miss you bear

Lana would indeed like to fly Rocco to the Moon

Lanabelle, Roccy, and ole Blue Eyes mix it up