The Humiliation of Jax - Volume 1

Let me start this off by saying that I love my dog.

Let me follow that up by also saying that I will not be surprised if, one day, my dog up and kills me while I sleep.

You see, we love putting things on Jax's head.

I don't know how this started, or why, but it seems like whenever there is something we find that isn't bolted to the ground or so heavy that it will kill him, we put it on his head.

Without further ado, I give you some prime examples of why, exactly, my dog probably really hates me.

This one we call, Sir Jaxham Hat:

Here is what my dog would look like as a Swedish girl with pigtails:

KHALEESI!

This is actually a pretty good job he's doing of balancing while plotting my demise:

Took him SO LONG to guess this Headbanz clue. Man, we made so much of him after this:

Like a reverse Jonah:

PETA is probably going to give me shit after this, but people pay good money for stone massages, right?

This is what Jax would look like as an elephant, probably:

'Sup.

..and then we crossed Jax with a Yak and got a Jak:

I love this one:

Who says my puppy doesn't know how to party?

He had the biggest St. Patrick's Day hangover after this one:

SuperJax. Guardian of the Household:

Yes.

I have more.

Stay tuned.

That is, if he hasn't killed me before I post them.

A Halloween Pictorial - Mental Poo style

First: Happy Halloween.

Second: Happy birthday to whoever this "Sam Hain" guy is.

17th: I can't count sequentially.

Today is Halloween and I didn't have a post scheduled but thought I'd share with you a couple of SCARY pictures that have posted up on my Facebook page.

Boo.

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This first one was taken at a Halloween store where my son and I decided to don these giant Romney/Obama masks and duke it out.

Looks like Obama isn't even paying attention.

Typical.

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This one was taken last week when, after a workout, I noticed that even my chest sweat was getting into the Halloween spirit:

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Then Hurricane Sandy hit and I lost power so the kids and I sat around in my living room by the fireplace with our flashlights and told spooky stories.

Even my dog, Jax, got in on it and really pulled off the 'flashlight under the chin' to ramp up the SPOOKY effect of his storytelling:

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Of course, my kids went back to my ex-wife's house during the power outage because SHE had power at my old house.

This left me alone in my bedroom with just me, my spooky dog, and a flashlight that I used as a source of..

..um..

..light.

WTF.

Right.

Like being alone in a house without power during a hurricane isn't scary enough. I have to have "Evil Flashlight Face" projected on my ceiling to keep me company.

Awesome.

Happy Halloween!!