Something creepy is happening with this dog.

I uploaded three new songs to the Kiki myspace page, and looked into creating one with Facebook after seeing my friend Amanda’s new Facebook Music page. I was worn out before I could even start putting new dates on the official Kiki page. Which might be pointless, anyway, to have. It doesn’t have enough emoticons and ads for dating services on it, for my taste.

I’m not complaining too much. I’ve always been a proponent of using the internet to reach strangers and familiars alike; the rock band did it long before the word for it was “blogging”. Back then not many people were reading because they didn’t have the internet, but it was still cool to express yourself online, and now not many people are reading because there is too much internet, and it is expected of every Man, Woman, and Child to express themselves online. Probably Dog, too. I’m not even going to look, but I bet there is a Dogster.

If I was a genius I would invent one site that ruled them all, that automatically posted all the songs, dates, information, to whatever the hip-sites of the moment are at the same time. People have been trying, but I haven’t found one yet that actually made the process easier. It’s a logistical nightmare and how could you predict what was coming ’round the bend, web-wise? Today, Facebook seems to be edging out Myspace. Tomorrow, it’ll be something else. I can’t wait to find out! I could come up with a hip web 2.0 name for it: “Sploinxt’r”! “Broseefussez”!

or “Kurmujiin”!

To the geeks that are interested I am trying out ecto first. If I like it, I might buy it, but there are others to try. And blogging is so…2005-08, you know?

I know what you’re thinking: “Oh, Matt. Please put the keyboard away and show us more pictures of dogs.”

I seem to only post pictures of dogs, these days.

…Dr. Freud?

Somehow we’ve managed to come to the Lost Dog Cafe three times this
week. Luckily, it is delicious. And fun. And 100% dog friendly.

After breakfast we’re headed to the same vet that allowed Jump to put
his baby daughter in a cage for a short film. I think Ally will be in
good hands.

Andy, the fellow in white, passed away on Tuesday. He truly was a dear little soul and I’m very glad to have gotten to know him. We shared a ride to Cincinatti together, once, and a few pieces of cheese, too, along the way. He will be sorely missed.

He is survived by his mother Lindsay and his Partner-in-Crime, Ally.