Alright, so this morning my phone rings:

Woman: “Hi, we saw an ad on the paper that you lost a Husky?”
Me: “Yeah, for real, have you found him?!”
Woman: “Yeah maybe, he is here. We have a Husky too and our friends bought your dog to us thinking it was ours, he’s been here since Wednesday.”

I thought to myself, ‘thank god he has been kept well,’ and got their address and went to find him. As I was pulling up he heard my car and I saw him through the door. I immediately knew it was him and apparently he knew it was me too. As he heard my car he bolted for the door and nearly knocked their security door off it’s hinges and scared the bajeezus out of them.

Me: “Well, errr… Thanks for returning my dog, I’ll see you guys around…”
Me: “Oh, shit… The reward!”
Woman: “Oh, riiiiight, I almost forgot!” (whatever!)
Me: “I got nothing on me, but if you give me your phone number, my mother will call you as soon as she finishes work.”
Woman: “Better give me your number too, just in case… errr… our dog ever goes missing… or… something…” (again, full of shit)

We exchanged numbers and I drove away with Shadow. I called my mother and she was so excited that I had to drive to her work so she could see him – she had been a wreck the last few days and has been crying so much more than I recall her ever crying in my life. I am so glad he is home for so many reasons, but now it is time to give the smelly guy a bath!

Update: This is a scan of the article that found my pooch. Yay!

The Article That Found Him!


Yesterday started out as a good day, but that soon came crashing down with one phone call. My family had all just got home to find that my dog, Shadow, was missing. I miss him like crazy already and he has barely been gone for 24 hours. When he was in the backyard I always did my best to be good to him, but I can’t help but feel that I took our time together for granted. I never realized how valuable that time was and how hard it would be to recall after he is gone.

I think the part that scares me the most is what is happening to the poor guy. If he walked off and got lost (which I highly doubt, he is a very smart dog) he is probably scared out of his brain and looking frantically for me. If he was stolen (which I tend to think is the case) he is probably twice as scared as if he just got lost and probably doesn’t understand why myself and my family aren’t around. The thing is, he is like an infant; he is a smart dog, yet he really does rely on us to do all of his common sense thinking. I bet he is just so terrified right now and that is the part that hurts the most.

I want my dog back. I am so sad without him.

Happy Australia Day

Ryan and I started the festivities last night with a few cold ones and this morning when we woke up we prepared for his place. We’re gonna barbecue some lamb chops and have some beers out at his place to celebrate this fine nation – the finest there is. Sometimes certain aspects of living in Australia might give me the shits (the 46C days mostly), but I wouldn’t want to be from anywhere else!

Now, time for me to shower and have a beer, I’ll talk to you all later. Make sure you check out the Official Australia Day Website if you aren’t Australian and want to learn a little more about this fine countries day.

Mitch’s Top 10

The other day Ryan and I were discussing the best movies of all time. I have a lot of movies that I really like, but I think I can easily put my finger on my ten most favorite movies, so here goes starting from 10. This may contain a few spoilers and you might also notice that I am leaving out both Lord of the Rings, Back to the Future, Star Wars and Star Trek, purely because they make the top 19 movies of my all time favorites and that would be kind of a boring list.

10. Saw: A very new film and frankly one of the best scripts ever written. This movie plays out perfectly, not to mention that it treads in a lot of places where most movies fear to.

9. Pulp Fiction: Hardcore drugs, blood, violence and directed by the man, Quinton Tarintino. Definitely in my Top 10 of all time!

8. Waynes World and Waynes World 2: Two absolute classic movies, they combine awesome music, bad 80’s fashion and hair and two of the biggest tards to ever walk the earth. “Party on!”

7. Toy Story: One of the best animated movies of all time, this movie is just fantastic! Toy Story 2 is almost as good, but I think it ranks just outside my Top 10.

6. Cop and a Half: It sounds crap, and in parts it kind of is, but it’s actually comedy gold. Without a doubt the best non-animated kids movie ever made. With quotes like, “no, he’s been dunking for turds!” and half witted henchmen, how can you go wrong?!

5. Mallrats: Every single line of this movie is a memorable quote, there is nothing that the characters don’t say that Ryan and I don’t quote at least once a week. “Might that be the party where you fucked Rick Derris on a pool table?”

4. The Goonies: The most classic 80’s movie ever. I mean hell, it even stars a young Shaun Astin, so if that doesn’t make it worth watching nothing will.

3. The Austin Powers Trilogy: I’ve grouped these movies because I think they are all as good as each other and I think they are all good films. Good for when you just want to sit down and have a laugh without thinking too much.

2. American History X: The only movie that has ever made me cry. Ever. At the end when Danny is shot, I can’t help but think to myself how I would react if that happened to Josh and it almost brings me to tears every single time.

1. Fight Club: I think everything about this movie is just fantastic. From the casting, the script and the production, this movie is simply perfect. A good plot twist never fails to impress either.

I would also like to give an honorable mention to a short film Seth Whiley directed a while ago called The Good Things. It also starred my favorite writer, and he is a damn fine actor too, Wil Wheaton. It was 27 minutes of awesomeness, however I cannot find the movie anywhere and not even so much as a link to it existing on DVD or VHS. If anyone has any clues as to how I might find it, let me know.

Mitch Malone dot COM

Tonight, while I had the cash and can afford it at the moment, I indulged myself in completing a project I have long wanted to do. I’ve always wanted to be the owner my name dot com, and now I am. My latest creation, Mitch Malone dot COM is basically an “about” site and launchpad. This will be from now on the page I will be linking to when people ask me about my website, because basically from this they can find my weblog, my art, buy my prints (and as you can see if you’ve had a look) find any links that regard me.

The actual site design itself is in it’s infancy as I have big plans for the graphical enhancement. Rather than my standard XHTML/CSS only websites, I decided to really branch out into some kind graphics intense sex-bomb of a website. Be sure to keep an eye on the site and update any “Mitch” links to this site please. I can’t wait until it starts getting some hits and I really can’t wait until the design has matured a little more.

Breakfast?! WTF?!

Today I ate… breakfast. Okay, okay, don’t go just yet, I swear I will explain it. Apparently there is this crazy meal that you are supposed to start your day with and it’s not a mid-morning snack or lunch. Crazy, I know, but it’s true and apparently when you are being a good boy and trimming down, you need to do it. That’s right kids, number 2 of my new years resolutions is already underway! I also had some awesome salad sandwiches for lunch and I am currently waiting on some fish and salad for dinner, w00t!

In other news, there was a car accident today. Mum and dads new car is no long brand spanking and now has a lovel green dent in it (pictured below). I won’t divulge too much information here, it’s kind of personal, but I will say that it involved extremely wet weather, a 180 skid, a block of cement and a green pole. Fun for the whole family!

Pranged quarter panel (click to enlarge)

Even more fun for commenters!

Alright, for all you crazy kids who listen to my ramblings and post comments, in the immortal words of Homer Simpson, “Here comes fun!” For those of you who do not know, one of the trendiest things to come out for us webloggers in recent times is Gravatar (Globally recongnized avatar).

Everyone has been to at least one forum in their life and seen users with avatars. And for those fortunate enough to become a part of such a community, you probably even had an avatar of your own. And for those who have not, well you still probably have the next best thing sitting on the right hand side of your MSN Messenger.

Sorry, I got on a little tangent there. Now, the point of Gravatar is to give you one avatar that you can use on any Gravatar-enabled website. For example if you create a Gravatar account and then upload your image, from now on when you comment here your graphic will be shown next to your comment. Or cooler still, if you go over to another site like Binary Bonzai, the same graphic will show up there too!

To quote the Gravatar website:

A gravatar, or globally recognized avatar, is quite simply an 80×80 pixel avatar image that follows you from weblog to weblog appearing beside your name when you comment on gravatar enabled sites. Avatars help identify your posts on web forums, so why not on weblogs?

So, if you are a regular commenter, why not create an account and upload your avatar? Hell, if you want I will even help you create your own 80 by 80 and even help you with uploading it! So get cracking!

Just like that?

I was listening to The Ataris this morning, and more importantly the song “Your Boyfriend Sucks” and it came across a quote I haven’t heard in a while. In a guitar bridge, there is a quite from Robert De Niro from the movie A Bronx Tale. It’s an awesome quote and for any guy in the dating game, you totally should take heed.

Sonny: Alright, listen to me. You pull up right where she lives, right? Before you get outta the car, you lock both doors. Then, get outta the car, you walk over to her. You bring her over to the car. Dig out the key, put it in the lock and open the door for her. Then you let her get in. Then you close the door. Then you walk around the back of the car and look through the rear window. If she doesn’t reach over and lift up that button so that you can get in: dump her.
Calogero ‘C’ Anello: Just like that?
Sonny: Listen to me, kid. If she doesn’t reach over and lift up that button so that you can get in, that means she’s a selfish broad and all you’re seeing is the tip of the iceberg. You dump her and you dump her fast.