Anything not saved will be lost.

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Words of wisdom from wii-master. Most people disregard these messages, and I usually do, too. But having lost some things lately, I'm going to start paying more attention.

We're not going to go back to when I lost my passport, and my drill, the latter of which was found. Whenever I find something that I thought was lost, my DH always asks, "Is your passport in there?" I did, however, lose a life that was entrusted to my care on Saturday.

We are dog-sitting for my DD's cello teacher, who is on an extended trip. The charming Mr. Joey is a black mixed breed lab/dachshund who is surprisingly well-behaved for a 7 month old puppy. Of course he loves DH who I refer as his step-dad. DH was at a very long gig so DD & I went to the movies (Wall-E). After running an errand, we came home to a wide open gate and no black dog. The wind was heavy and it pushed the gate open. I immediately called "help-me- find-the-dog-I'm-supposed-to-be-watching-911", my friend Pat. She and I cruised around our neighborhood for over an hour calling out to Joey, but to no avail. Did I mention that same Pat and I had a nice big fat duet/trio the next morning with the Schumacher, our gallery organ? We tried to save our voices but couldn't help calling for the lost guy. Around 11:30pm I get a call from Joey's mom, who tells me that a neighbor of mine has Joey in her garage! She looked up the owner info from Joey's http://www.getmehome.com/ tag. Thank the dog gods! Now I'm barely letting him out to pee.

While we were looking for the dog, the DH had a wedding to DJ. He informed me the next day that some people were having a great time, what with the open bar and all, and that a young man, surrounded by his peers, actually pulled his dick out of his pants. I said, "Wait a minute, did you actually see the dick?" "Yes, I saw his pink pointer." A moment that the reveler probably wishes will be lost, and not saved, especially by the wedding videographer.

At the moment in the Doppler household, we are dealing with a problem so heinous, so vile, that I dare not speak of it here. Nobody is sick or dying, but the Dopplers have some extra houseguests that REALLY need to get LOST!

And on top of that, wii-master's little red scion was completely out today. This was after I played The Seeker and Cherub Rock on hard (thank you!) earlier in the day. A quick call to Nintendo and a short conversation with somebody not in Bangalore or anywhere on that continent and wii-master was back at the ready. To quote an old 80s saying, "I almost lost it."

I watched my Netflix movie last night, "Dancer In The Dark" about a factory worker who loses her eyesight. I think about all the things I've lost over the years. A passport can be replaced (and it was), drills can be bought, dogs come home even if it's not their own home, dicks get taken out (that's a little like trying to put toothpaste back in the tube, once it's out, it's out), and wii-masters get restored. At least I can see.

I am a guitar hero

According to my Wii, that is. I finally mastered the easy section of guitar hero, after about 3 weeks of studying and practicing, all time well-spent. I also got a wi-fi and can play other supposed heros from around the world. I always kick their ass. Could it be I'm playing on medium and they, expert?
I'm ready to buy an electric guitar and amp and tour the world.