Death is Stupid: Fargo

My best dog friend Fargo has left us for the Rainbow Bridge. I was very young when I came to live at the house, but Fargo always took the time to teach me things:

I very rarely called Fargo stupid. He was always a good friend.

Fargo would always let me lick his face when I was upset about something:

We'll miss you!

50 50

It's dreary and stupid outside today. I guess that is a good weather metaphor for a week that 50% of the husky league members won and 50% did not win: The Northern Illinoises beat some rockets, The Michigan Techs scored more points than some bulldogs (sorry dogs!), and the Connecticuts defeated the color orange. I was sad that the Bloomsburg Turbo-Colored Huskies did not score more points to some golden bears. Also the Washingtons did not win against some ducks and the Saskatchewans ended their season with a non-win against some thunderbirds. (I hate thunder!) In closing, here's me:

67 Is A Lot Of Points!

Ha rooo! We'll start with a picture of me:

Now, on with the football league news! The Washingtons beat some wildcats and the Saskatchewans prevailed against some golden bears. About those Saskatchewans, they scored 67 points against the golden bears' 3 points! That's what I'd call a decisive victory!

I have some sad news: The Bloomsburg Turbo-Colored Huskies did not win against some pioneers. The Michigan Techs did not defeat some lakers and the Connecticuts did not beat some panthers.

The Northern Illinoises will be taking on some rockets on Tuesday night.

Late Games This Week & Claudette

A couple of the games were played later yesterday, so I decided to dig some holes and nap. I knew I could post about them this morning.

Overall, it was a great weekend with the Turbo-Colored Huskies of Bloomsburg defeating some golden rams, the Michigan Techs won against some timberwolves, the Northern Illinoises beat some bulls, and the Saskatchewans were victorious over some non-golden rams. (The Connecticuts had the weekend off to nap.)

The Washingtons had their 2nd non-win against the color of cardinal (not the bird).

I feel the need to add that Turbo-Colored Huskies of Bloomsburg had a particularly thrilling victory. They didn't score any points in the 1st quarter. A couple of minutes into the 2nd quarter, the golden rams were up 35 points to 0. But at that point the Bloomsburgs started scoring lots of points. The final score was 55 Bloomsburg points to 42 golden rams points.



I want to step away from the sports page to pay tribute to a Dogs With Blogs family member who has left our world to join our friends across the rainbow bridge. Claudette Hudson had been a long time member of DWB at Lacy Lulu & Rocky's human. I doubt anydog or anyhuman has ever met a kinder being than Claudette. Although all of us who got to know Claudette are sad that she is no longer with us, we know that she is having a great time with all our friends who are playing on the other side of the rainbow bridge.

4 Wins & 2 Non-Wins!

So Huskies again won more games than they didn't win. I'd call that a good weekend. Of course I remain pleased that the Turbo-Colored Huskies of Bloomsburg remain undefeated. The Washingtons, Northern Illinoises, & Connecticuts also were winner. (These winning Huskies beat raiders, buffalos, broncos, & bulls). I'm sad to report that the Michigan Techs and Saskatchewans were non-winners to some chargers & dinosaurs (that remain unextinct).

Speaking of the Bloomsburg Turbo-Color Huskies, I've noticed something that perplexes me. When a human dresses up as the Bloomsburg mascot Roongo, he is not at all Turbo-Colored! This is a human in a Roongo costume:

This is me:

See the difference? Here's what the mascot does look like!

2 - 2 - 2

So! 2 HFL teams won, 2 didn't win, and 2 didn't play.



The Bloomsburg Turbo-Colored Huskies beat up some wolves (sorry wolves!) and the Northern Illinoises destroyed some golden flashes. I still agree with a statement I made back in 2007 that "Golden Flash" sounds like the name of a superhero that runs and pees!

Unfortunately, the Michigan Techs got a non-win against some stupid cardinals! And the Connecticuts did not score more points than some mountain ears.

Both the Washingtons & the Saskatchewans decided to nap today rather than play.

Here's a picture of me settling in for a supporting nap:

Ha roo, Sports Fans!

So the 5th week of the Husky Football League season occured this week. I'm happy to report that huskies defeated 67% of their opponents this week. The victorious huskies were the undefeated Turbo-Colored Huskies of Bloomsburg, Michigan Tech, Washington, & Saskatchewan. These huskies ruined the weekend of warriors, panthers, (sorry Huffle), utes, & thunderbirds. The Northern Illinoises & Connecticuts both lost sadly to chippewas & broncos. But they both came didn't lose by much - only 7 points a piece.
 


Here's the scoreboard for this weekend's games:

In conclusion, here's a picture of me today. I was victorious over a chopped up rawhide stick:

HFL Week 4

Haroo everywoo! I am overjoyed that my darling niece, Khady, is doing so much better! Keep up the good woo, KhL! I am also thrilled to report that this week in the Husky Football Leagues season is much more victorious than last week! The Bloomsburg Turbo-Colored Huskies remain undefeated after doing away with some marauders. I'm not really sure what a marauder is. I think that Bea Arthur had a TV series in the 1970's called Marauder or something. I don't know for sure as I wasn't born until a long, long time later.

So, Michigan Tech, Washington, Northern Illinois, & Connecticut all defeated their opponents, which were respectively some greyhounds, golden bears, mustangs, & bulls.

Sadly, the U of Saskatchewan lost their second in a row; this one to some dinosaurs. Go back to being extinct stupid dinos! You'd think Jake would have been able to gnaw on their bones.

To answer Huffle Mawson's question, there are many North American schools that have panthers as mascots. In fact, it's the 3rd most common mascot. In conclusion, here's an old picture of me so that you don't feel neglected:

Husky Football League 2011: Week 3

So I decided that what the world needs now is not "love sweet love." Instead what is needed is me to report on the weekly results of the Husky Football League. I did not cover the league last year and it has caused the world to be on the verge of economic collapse. I'm doing my part to right this wrong.

There's some really good news this season! The Northeastern University football team will not be losing any games this season! Now, back in 2009 there final record was 3 wins and 8 losses. Apparently these wise Huskies decided to stop losing games in 2010 and will continue to not lose games this season. In non-related news, they are no longer fielding a football team.

In other good news, the Bloomsburg Turbo-Colored Huskies are leading the league! This week they beat a bunch of Crimson Hawks. I bet those hawks were even more crimson after the Turbo-Colored Huskies got done with them, too.

But, sadly, that is where the good news ends this week. Michigan Tech lost to some warriors, Saskatchewan trampled by some bisons (and one of my Human's old schools at that!), Washington shucked by some ears of corn, Northern Illinois were badgered by badgers, and Connecticut were blown away by some twirly winds.


In closing, here's a picture of the gigantic husky of the University of Saskatchewan:



Don't be scared, though. Jake is inflatable:

The Answer

Queen Meeshka had her human woman draw the obvious answer to what happened to the message that Princess, the alledged Mark Trail "husky" was given:

Don't Know If This Is A Husky

I don't know if the "dog" in this Mark Trail cartoon is supposed to be a husky. I suspect so because the man is dressed like a Mounty, so the most stereotypical dog he could have would be a husky. (Mounties, of course, always dress like this.)




Let's assume this is a husky. Then my question for you is what do you think the husky will do with the message her human gave her?

International Bacon Day!

woo! I just found out that today is International Bacon Day in the United States. Therefore, I proclaim bacon and cheese for all!

So, Anyway...

There had been a squeak toy buried outside of our house by a tall tree. We knew it because if we stepped on the ground, it would squeak! The Meep dug it up and my Human brought it inside and cleaned it. I knew where it was:


My Human thought I'd forget about it, but I didn't!


Rooie cared more about this big, stupid bird that was outside:


Eventually, my Human wised up and gave it to me:




I didn't let Rooie take it away from me!


The toy turned out to be filled with a very crumbly foam stuffing. Once my Human saw that, she took it away and didn't even get a picture!

A Pre-Memorial Day Tradition: Timing Belt or Siberian Husky?

Once again I am posting a "re-run" edition of the World of Turbo. This entry is a repeat of one that I posted 3 years ago and a year before that.

On Sunday of Memorial Day weekend in 1999, my Human was driving her car around noon and the timing belt broke.



On Saturday of Memorial Day weekend in 2000, my Human decided that Lex needed a friend. She went to the local animal shelter. She originally thought that she wanted to get a female, but none of them appealed to her. She then saw a dog labeled "Cochise." She liked him a lot, so she adopted him. Cochise became Misha Meep. (Below is Meepie's first photo after he came home.)

One year later on Memorial Day weekend 2001, my Human went to the local Farmer's Market and the animal shelter had an information booth. The woman who had handled Meep's adoption was working. My Human thanked her for helping out with Meepie. The woman said that the shelter had a red husky that they were calling Blaze. My Human decided to go over to "look" at the husky and to get information to help find him a home. She visited several times. No one was adopting Blaze, so my Human decided that if he was still there on Wednesday, she would adopt him. He was still there, so on Friday Fargo North Dogkota became a member of the family. (Below is the first photo of Fargo.)


My Human did not get a new Husky during Memorial Day weekend 2002. But that Sunday afternoon around noon her timing belt broke. This was especially stupid because her car had a rebuilt engine put in on the previous Thursday, but the mechanics put the used timing belt on her engine.


Since then my Human has not had to replace any timing belts and she has not added any Huskies during Memorial Day weekend. Now she tries not to drive anywhere at noon on the Sunday before Memorial Day.

Happy St. Patrick's Day, 2011!

I know that I've been in reruns lately, but St. Patrick's Day is a Turbo tradition. I've discussed this fine holiday in previous years, and this year is no exception.

I have mentioned in previous years that my Human grew up in this stupid town called Rolla, MO. They don't have a lot to be proud about there. But they have this university there that used to be called the Missouri School of Mines. Then they started calling it University of Missouri at Rolla. But now they call it MST, which doesn't stand for Mighty Siberian Turbo. It stands for Missouri [University of] Science [and] Technology. (The "University of" and the "and" are silent.)

So that school teaches humans about science and technology, apparently. I guess engineering is something like science and technology because they are famous for teaching people engineering. This St. Patrick guy is supposed to be the patron saint of engineering. My Human (who is not an engineer) said she was told that it has something to do with St. Pat driving the snakes out of Ireland. Snakes look something like worms. Engineers made worm-drives, so...

Anyway, human logic is weird.

Back to that stupid town of Rolla. Every year the M[Uo]S[a]T has a big party to celebrate St. Patrick's day. Part of the celebration involves humans buying St Pat's sweatshirts. Each year they come out with new ones. There are many engineer humans who have shirts from many, many years. Here is the design of this year's shirt:



They also have other celebrations.For example, the St Pat's Board paints the main street (called Pine Street) with lots of stinky stuff (called Alice) that has turned green. If you want to read what I wrote in 2009 about Alice, click here. Or if you doubt my spin, read this link. Here's more about the painting of Pine Street for you scholars.

Although, I did not make it down to Rolla during my campaign for the US House of Representatives, I have a feeling that the citizens and visitors to Rolla would have been very receptive to the message of this dog running for office. I declared myself elected, anyway, so it's all okay.

Turbo Birthday 2011 Edition

Once again it's time for my birthday. As tradition dictates, here is the official picture of my mask progression:


And here is the non-official birthday portrait:


Now, cheese & bacon for all!

Repeat: In Honor of Frank Buckles

In May of 2008, I posted the following post. Sadly, Mr. Buckles passed away on Sunday at the age of 110.

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In honor of Memorial Day, I am featuring something I found while on my quest to find husky mascots. I have been wanting to honor Frank Buckles for some time, but I can't do it as well as Jade Womack did in the Lasso Online (the student newspaper of George Mason High School).

Relating to the Oldest American Veteran

By Jade Womack (May 26, 2008)

In honor of Memorial Day and the many veterans of our country, Lasso Online has kept this article until now to help Mustangs remember how much we can learn and relate to the courageous soldiers who have fought and will fight for the U.S.A. A few months ago, I had the privilege of meeting Frank Buckles, who is the last surviving World War I soldier in America. Ideally he is the oldest soldier currently in America. He is the single thread that keeps World War I from slipping into secondhand memory. At 107 years old, he has seen so much history firsthand that students at Mason now study in textbooks.

He was eleven when the Titanic sank, “It was big news.” he said. He remarked children that actually read the newspaper at that time. At two years old, Ford Motor Company was created and around seven, the first plastics were invented. He drove the family car when he was twelve and at the bright age of thirteen, he bought his first telegraph. At the age of fifteen, he worked as a bank teller. He bought his first TV in the 1960’s for $100. (The dollar was worth more when he was a child.) He remembers reading several accounts of when the Red Baron was shot down.

At age sixteen, the United States entered World War I and Buckles was eager to join to serve his country. He lied about his age and told them he was eighteen. Since there was no Air Force, his choices were the Army, Navy, or Marines. He applied first to the Marines and was told he was not heavy enough. He then went to the Navy and was turned down because of his flat feet. He then went to two Army recruiting centers. The first time he was again turned down because of his age; he had to be twenty-one. Buckles didn’t give up and went to another center; however, the officer wanted proof of his age. “I said where I came from there weren’t birth certificates.” he notes. The officer believed him, and Buckles was sent to Kansas for training in the ambulance corps. He believed that was the easiest way to get to France.

When on a ship in Norfolk, a fortune teller came aboard and told him that he would have seven good years, then some horrible years. He stated that she was correct for he had seven wonderful years aboard the ship. He had the chance to transfer to another but turned it down because he was happy there. Then World War II broke out and his ship was turned into a merchant ship for the Marines.

Soon after, in the Philippines, he and the crew were captured by the Japanese and spent 39 months as prisoners of war. Although he wasn’t tortured, many around him starved to death. “There was a chap that everyone liked,” Buckles said. “He always tried to be cheerful. But he became weak. He said, ‘Frank, I’m not going to make it.’ The next day, he died. Maybe I made it because I had the will to survive, but many died.”

I asked him about his opinion on all the schedules people have for their lives. He asked “What’s the rush” of today’s instant news, schedules, and information age? Buckles doesn’t have a computer and doesn’t know he has a Wikipedia page. In addition, he does not currently own a television and thinks people watch too much of it. He said one of the problems today is people no longer read.

No one had a driver’s license when he was in his teens. Buckles was able to master the art of driving from the car dealer. However, when he tried to teach his father later, they crashed into their fence because his father kept yelling “Whoa! Whoa!” to the car and did not know how to use the brake.

Church in Buckles day was not only a forum for religion, but a way to socialize. He stated that he used to like this red headed girl, but he couldn’t see her because she went to a different church. “You didn’t call on the telephone.” Back in those days the only way to “flirt” with a girl would be at church.” You could walk her home in front of her parents.” Buckles relates. So he begged his parent to change churches. “And they did!” he said. Then he could walk with her on the way home. He added his advice on love—“Don’t get married until you can afford it.”

I asked him advice he would give today to high school students. “Everyone tries to get rich,” he said. “But money can disappear very quickly. Being rich is a brief situation.” Furthermore, he remarked that people should strive to get a job they enjoy and can support themselves without help from anyone. “A person should never go into anything they don’t like,” he said.

He can remember when he was eighteen and women got the right to vote. He said it wasn’t long ago and it was a good thing. “Yet it [woman being able to vote] should have happened long time ago. There isn’t a thing a man can do that a woman can’t do.”

I asked him: Who was the worst president he lived under and who was the best? He was only eight months old when McKinley was killed, but he was the worst, or at least that was what his parents always told him. The best president was Theodore Roosevelt in his opinion. He knew several of Roosevelt’s children personally.

Nevertheless, he liked John Kennedy because “We needed someone young in there.” When I asked about Nixon, Buckles said, “Nixon might have used bad language, but his foreign policy was fine.” With current politics, he thinks the Iraq conflict is a mistake, “and we have no business being there.”

Yet, how does he survive? The oldest man ever recorded to live was around 120 which Buckles could pass in thirteen years. His secret is exercise. He does around 50 sit-ups every morning while still in bed at 107 years old. He worked on his farm until three years ago and drove his car until he was 100.

When asked about World War I, he stated that his generation had been forgotten. All around the mall there are monuments for World War II, Vietnam, and Korea. Where is World War I’s? “It’s about time.” Time is something that this WWI [veteran] has cherished. He says the secret of his long life was “The will to survive.”

Ha Roo!

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I apologize for denying you of my wit and wisdom. As the world should know by now, the government refused to recognized that I was elected to US Congress. Something stupid about the fact there was no Missouri 14th Congressional District. Nevertheless, I declared myself to be a Congressdog. I am serving in absentia.

Speaking of absentia, we got a little bit of snow here. Unfortunately, it wasn't the 21 inches we were promised. It was more like 18 inches. Here's some pictures:

This is my house at the mid-point of the storm:

It's Rooie & me:

Here's the back "yard:"

And, finally, here's some snow: