The most wonderful time of the year.

I just came back from my very first christmas with my family. Personally, personally I had christmas in August, when I said to Diosito "Deaw Diosito, I am in the slammer right now, but I would really really really like to get adopted for christmas even thought it's summertime." Then my mommy came to Chatsworth, home of porn, to save me. It was amazeballs.

So this christmas, I just sat back and did the hang out with my family and said thank you to baby jesus for being born.

This is my bruder Dido going meemees on the sofa. That is his baby who helps him do the meemees by letting Dido suck on his nose. They looooove each other.



This is me with my new zebra I got for christmas from my Auntie Dora. I do the hang out in the kitchen in case my grammy drops some good stuff for me to put in my pansita. When she does, it's like heaven. Heaven.



Grammy says I look like a wooly mammoth. So sometimes I rawwwr for her. Rawwwwwwwr.



Now I'm home again. It's good to sniff regular sniffs and it looks like the citizens of Glencoe did the behave while I was gone. Tonight, I do my patrol to keep the peace before the New Year. Then I will drink champagne and have cookies. Yum.

Sippin' Sizzerp in My Ride, like a G-6

Last night....See, I had a really hard day yesterday, see, cause it was Thursday and that means lots of things like moving darth vader for street cleaning, taking big boy naps, and licking my armpits which my mom says is dirty. When she says those things to me I feel bad about myself and have periods of self loathing which are not good for anyone! So Last night, my buddy Harry the Hedgehog and I decided to have a little drinky. It was quite delicious. Yum yum yum.


But then after that, I started to feel whoaaa whooaaa whoooaaa dizzy. Harry threw up and it was groaty. Plus, mom took away my keys. It was probably better that way.



But I hung in there. This morning, I had to drink some Gatoraide to help my tummy feel better. Booze is not that answer.

Dweems

This morning I dweemed about the chicken wings at the Albertson's just one block away from my house. Every morning, Albertson's tempts me with the smell of their delicious chicken wings and I think about how delicious they would taste in my pansita. That is where I keep alllll of my papita. Mmmmm, I'm hungee now. And my back hurts.

Drivin' Dust

Sometimes, when my mommy is in a good mood (hardly ever!) she lets me drive Darth Vader, our car. I only have my permit, but I have to say I'm a pretty excellent driver, pretty much. Darth and I are symbiotic because we are both shadows in the night. I often wear my driving gloves and goggles so that I don't get dust in my hair. I love Darth and Darth loves me.

Man About Town

Welcome to my blog. My name is Radio and I am an entrepreneur, politician, and horticulturist from Venice, California. I live with my mommy in a lovely little bungalow where I watch over my constituents on Glencoe Avenue. I have been the mayor of Glencoe for 4 whole months and I am dedicated to serving the humans and quadrupeds of my community (big and small). This little corner of cyberspace is a place for my musings and your edification. I know you can learn from me. Heck, I learn from me everyday. Walk with me, sniff with me, nap with me, and we can make the world a better place. Trust.