A Legacy For The Ages.

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This Tuesday my golden retriever, Murphy Riley Kopacz, passed away.  He is 11 & 3/4 years old.

It’s sad.  The events of the last 3 weeks cycle through my head on a loop and it hurts.  But that’s where it stops.  Everything else is happy and, frankly, hilarious.  I just have to think about who he is and not about what happened.

He pooped on a shrew at the park in February.  That kind of thing doesn’t happen.  He hunkered down just as the little guy popped out of its hole to see what was going on… imagine what went through that shrew’s mind.  Hilarious.

We ran out of dog food one morning when he was about 5.  So we gave him a can of SPAM.  You ever see a dog try to eat a cube of SPAM?  It’s terrific.  Every time they try to take a bite it slides across the floor.

I was about 22 when I was hanging out with him on the beach.  A couple of rather attractive young ladies walked past and exclaimed how “OMG absolutely adoooooorable he was and if they could PLEEEEEASE pet him.”  Knowing precisely how to use my dog’s charm for my own gain I of course said that they could…. then he brought them half of a rotting dead catfish.  That one was probably funnier to him than it was to me.

Here are a few of the things he was by my side for:

  • The end of high school
  • 2 cataclysmic exes
  • The best relationship anyone could ever have (her name is Ashley and he ran to HER when he was in trouble).
  •            – Fun fact: Ashley was terrified of dogs until she met my 100 pound, teeth filled, carnivorous beast.  Now she loves dogs.  Yeah – Murphy did that.
  • 2 degrees
  • The entirety of the development of my career.
  • weight loss
  • weight gain
  • He was also the inspiration for me to undertake the longest-running project of my career.

He’s my hero.

If you knew him, you already knew how awesome he was.  For those who didn’t, here’s a look at Murphy

– Jon

Get the Delorean Ready

I try to be introspective on a regular basis. While I spend a respectable amount of time reviewing failures and successes I’ve had, it feels like I still critique outside situations more than I critique myself.

A few minutes ago Adam’s Facebook told me I need to go read his new post.  You should really read it, too.  Cash Cat is the bomb.

On a related note I have (sort of) a photographic memory – which would make sense.  When I tend to look back on prior experiences (even when something just happens that makes me think of previous endeavors) I have hardly an issue with bringing up a memory that directly pertains to my current situation.  Well, that’s not really true either.

More than consciously sorting through a lifetime of experiences, my brain takes the wheel and makes the decision about what’s important.  I guess it’s relate-able to a Google search.  When someone says “spill” my brain does a little sorting and settles on the time I left a clear glass of clear gelatin in the fridge.  Then it broke.

Side note: when cool liquid gelatin and shattered clear glass come in contact with the shelves of a fridge – that’s well below the solidification temperature of gelatin – it’s a bad thing.

But anyway… It’s sort of like my cerebellum processes a query, brings up the first page of results, and auto-picks what it feels is the most relevant.  My mouth sort of blurts out whatever it’s told.

So HERE’S where the photo stuff comes into play.

I would like to know what else I know, but don’t know I know it because my brain tells me I know other things.  Make sense?   Essentially, I want to think about a certain topic and (instead of settling on the first search result) dig a little deeper to see what else I can dredge up.

As a result, I’ll craft a picture or pictureS around whatever prior experience or previously learned knowledge I come up with.

Sound good?  Well, I need some help.  See – I can’t just think up a phrase or situation out of thin air.  My current situation (a laptop, white wall, air conditioner and a foot that fell asleep) are filling my dome with stimulus that will invariably lead to a certain thought.

So I need you to bring up topics or ideas.  They don’t even have to make sense.  Licorice puppies wearing glasses on Everest would be just fine, but now that I thought about it, the thought process won’t be unique.  You understand.

Fill my brain, people!

– Jon