Saturday, February 21, 2009
Socks, 96
Some people strive for fame… doing just about anything to get it. Birthin eight babies in one shot or shooting someone’s wife so you can eventually becoming a porn star/high class stripper. Other people just fall into it by being a vagrant on the streets of Little Rock.
Socks became the first feline of Arkansans when Chelsea Clinton adopted her (first pussy position was already taken by someone else). Socks eventually came along to DC when Bill won the election in ’92.
After the eight year Clinton soap opera ended in 2000 she shacked up with Betty Currie. I’m sure it was some sort of parting gift for being unusually loyal to Billy and helping cover up the Lewinsky mess.
Socks became the first feline of Arkansans when Chelsea Clinton adopted her (first pussy position was already taken by someone else). Socks eventually came along to DC when Bill won the election in ’92.
After the eight year Clinton soap opera ended in 2000 she shacked up with Betty Currie. I’m sure it was some sort of parting gift for being unusually loyal to Billy and helping cover up the Lewinsky mess.
Socks was suffering from a case of cancer of the jaw and was euthanized.
1989/1990 - February 20, 2009
RIP
Photo: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Socks_(cat)
Sources: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Socks_(cat), memory
Labels: 1989 Births, 2009 Deaths, animal, cancer
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Desert Orchid, 27
I've been trying to think back over my life and find something that I was truly spectacular at...something that would make me stand out among the rest...something that people would be in awe of now AND years from now. I couldn't come up with one damn thing, well there is that one thing but I don't want to brag. Besides I might have to charge a $29.99 monthly fee. I figure all I need is a domain, some good pics, a webmaster (heh heh) probably a couple of hundred dollar investment and then I could post my new site up on the world wide web. Within a year I could easily gross around $250 bucks, right? Right.But seriously there isn't anything about me that would lend itself to having a fan club. You know the cool kind with membership cards, buttons and newsletters. So I'm just a bit sad when I read about a horse that has a fan club. I love horses. I miss riding. But I don't think I've ever loved a horse enough to dedicate a website for one. But Desert Orchid wasn't any old horse, he was a legend in England. He won the King George VI Chase a record four times and was adored for his racing performances and his incredible jumps. One of his more fascinating wins was in 1989...
Retirement, in 1991, couldn't keep the old boy down. He was often seen at charity events and would make special appearances. On Christmas and for his Birthday he would receive cards and treats every year from his legions of adoring fans. His legend and name will live on when on December 27, 2006 the Inaugural Desert Orchid Chase will be run at Kempton Park.A crowd of over 58,000 witnessed Desert Orchid's immense effort to overhaul the mud-loving Yahoo in the final stages of the race. After his one and a half length victory, Desert Orchid's rider, Simon Sherwood said: "I've never known a horse so brave. He hated every step of the way in the ground and dug as deep as he could possibly go". Three cheers were called as Desert Orchid was unsaddled, surrounded bythousands of approving fans. The nation's favourite steeplechaser had not let them down. http://www.famousracehorses.co.uk/dessie/descareer.htm
April 11, 1979 - November 13, 2006.
Labels: 1979 births, 2006 November deaths, animal, sports
