Kim Flournoy

Update: without getting into the details, let’s just say that he isn’t up for adoption anymore. :(

Last week while we were visiting New York, we rescued a dog in Brooklyn and took him to the shelter. No one has claimed him, so he’s now available for adoption, and I’m trying to find him a good home.

He seems like a very nice dog, friendly and calm-tempered, and appeared good with the other dogs in the waiting room. He likes to ride in your car (especially if you’re rescuing him on a really cold winter day!) Obviously I don’t know a lot about him, but there really was something very sweet about his personality. Even after the awful days (or weeks) that he’d been through, he was still very happy and friendly and just wanted to lean up against someone and be warm.

He’s part pit bull, which I know limits his chances for adoption. So I’m trying to put out the word to everyone that if there’s someone who thinks they have room for a sweet and friendly dog, maybe they can go down to the shelter and meet him and see what happens? If you know of anyone in the New York City area who might be looking to adopt a dog, please forward this to them!

The shelter gave him the name “Kyle”, ID #A795805

Animal Care and Control - Brooklyn
2336 Linden Boulevard
Brooklyn, NY 11208
(212) 788-4000
Adoption Hours: Noon to 7:00pm, 7 Days a Week
http://www.nycacc.org/contact.htm

Photos (taken with my cameraphone, so not really doing him justice, plus he’s a bit skinny from living on the streets):

I’m incredibly proud of Jamie for kicking his caffeine habit recently. And yet for some reason, I’ve been drinking more coffee-based drinks as he’s been cutting back, maybe due to some cosmic beverage consumption balancing law. I stumbled across this series of drawings while researching the best cafes here in SF.

One of the photos used in the movie “Iron Man” was from someone’s Flickr photo set, published under Creative Commons - and yet the studio still felt the need to get a release signed (probably under the “better safe than sorry” policy).

Iron Man and Me

Wow. I would make a joke, but all the good ones are already in the comments on that page… :(

I couldn’t agree more:

From The Chron:

“…toward the end of Prohibition, The Chronicle estimated that 6,000 speakeasies sold beer and liquor illegally in San Francisco. Enforcement of the liquor laws was so lax in the city that Shanty Malone’s bistro on Turk Street occasionally staged phony police raids to keep the customers amused.”

I remember mix tapes, how fun it was making them and what a delight it was getting them. It was torture waiting to get home and listen - one time I cajoled a tape player from the AV club and hid in the back corner of the school library to listen to a tape a boy had given me.

Here’s a terrific update on the concept: the USB Mix Tape, which purposely has space for only about an hour of music (unless you’re one of those freaks who rips albums at insanely high bit rates).

My jaw dropped while reading these excerpts from the Ayn Rand fan dating site user profiles. Although I must admit that I love the description “short, stark, and mansome”…

[from Salon.com]

Dalek Halloween Pumpkin: