Pit act-shun

Today's another Astonishing June-Hair Day.


Iris can't even look at me. See what I did, there? I really need a new back door. The bottom's all rotted off, and have I mentioned how broke? What unexpected car purchase? What two trips to Michigan in one month? What vacation to the beach that I can't really afford? Oy.

I realize you don't feel a bit sorry for me.

Anyway, the weekend. What'd you do? One of you wrote me, I think it was on Pie on the Face, to say you had big hair, and tried to tell your husband you had June Hair, and he was all, "?"

People just don't understand. You know what we all need to stop saying now? "The struggle is real." Let's all stop. Let's also stop saying, "I'll just leave this here" when you post something on Facebook.

Maybe it's not that my hair is big. Maybe it's just cranky.

Anyway, my weekend.

On Saturday I woke up with nary a plan, and I gotta tell you something: I love living alone. I think I even kind of love being single. There is nothing more wonderful than waking up and realizing that, as long as you don't spend much of the $156 you have till Friday, the world is your oyster.

Okay, that sounded depressing. But still. So I had plans to vote, to make America great again, pfft, and get cat food, and once again I promise you I woke up happy even though I'm just a poverty-stricken old maid cat lady. THE POINT IS I got online and realized there was a Pit Bull Awareness Day walk downtown. I got right on the horn with Bitchy Resting Face Alex and we went down there.

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BRF Alex has a pitty mix, with a big pitty smile, and he was so good on the walk. Edsel stayed home. I felt guilty, but you know how he'd have been.

WOOF! WOOF WOOF WOOF                        WOOF!                    

                                                        RRRRWOOOF!                            RRRR!         WOOF!


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Here's BRF Alex doing her impression of the mom in Cat in the Hat, with big black Harper. Anyway, we walked a three-mile loop downtown, for what reason I don't know, and I was thinking we should have been singin' songs and carryin' signs, mostly say hooray for our side. Stop, now, what's that pit.

We started at ended at this brewery, conveniently, so after everyone went in with their pitties and had a beer. It was really all you could ask for on a blustery fall afternoon.

A warm bar with wood floors and exposed brick, beer, and pitty pit pits everywhere you look, just getting along and being wide-headed.


I admired our tableau of drinks: sparkling rosé, because someone can never blend in, beer, and a water dish for dogs.


I was not at all obsessed with this five-month-old pitty puppy with pawses, whose name was Chunk. They think he's a pit/mastiff mix. "I hate Edsel," I announced to BRF Alex, slugging back my manly sparkling rosé.

Afterward, I walked around downtown, and in your Big Book of June Events, you may recall that Ned used to live downtown, drivin' all the old men crazy, so I spent an hour strolling around half-drunkenly after my one wine, walking to bars and restaurants that Ned and I had been to, and then past his apartment, which was two inches from the railroad tracks. We had a lot of train sex when he lived there, because trains would go by every 14 minutes or something. I was just remembering that when…


Goddammit. I considered hurling myself in front of said train, but did not.

On Sunday, one of the Alexes who doesn't work at work anymore came by for a few hours, and I took zero pictures of her, so you're just gonna have to believe me and not think I'm just a sad old woman making stuff up. I cleaned the damn house, so it'd be tidy while I'm out of town this week, which makes no sense, and then a lot of this happened while I watched the Mary Tyler Moore Show for hours on end:


Also occurring was this:


Not to mention:


Act-shun, I wanna live! Act-shun I got so much to give. I wanna give it, I wanna get some too.

It's been awhile since we enjoyed that video together. Let's do so now.

I want you to know this never gets old for me. Never. Her hair, her fine outfit, hearing someone actually sing, "act-shun," the excited audience, and mostly her fine dance moves.

Whenever you read me, I want you to picture disco balls glimmering at you from now on.

I gotta go. It's time for my horn-solo dance part.


Lovin' the nightlife-ly,


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At one point, I was sort of hot, in a "she's 27 and probably a 7" kind of a way. Now I'm old and have to develop a charming personality. Guess how that's going.

37 thoughts on “Pit act-shun”

  1. Whatever you’re doing, keep it up. It suits you.
    Edsel and Steely Dan – True Love Forever!


  2. It sounds like a dream weekend! Those photos of Edz and SDS are so dang cute. Edz is really a cat man.
    Your picture there is so cute too.
    Lovely post, lovely June!


  3. Okay, I found you, but I couldn’t figure out how to add you as a member since we aren’t FB friends. I sent you a PM with a link to the page and hopefully you can click on it and request entry. If not, I’ll keep trying to figure something out. So check your “other” folder in your messages and hopefully you’ll see it! If not, we can become friends and I can add you. Let me know.


  4. I don’t think I am FB friends with anyone in the group. I am a random recently added blog fan. My city is Birmingham, Alabama and my profile pic is me as a little girl sitting on a yellow flowery 1970’s couch with huge eyes open and the number “79” written above my head. Thanks for your help!!!


  5. Man, that video. She’d never make the first round on The Voice. She’s so stiff except for that little look at her shoulder as if she’s checking to see if she has dandruff.


  6. Awwww, sweet pitty pits. Is BRF Alex’s pit planking in that one picture?
    Wow, that five month pitty with the pawses is going to be a HORSE! He’s already a big boy.
    Edz and SDS, BFFs.


  7. I love all the big pitty heads! That must have been fun. But ending it with sparking rose would have made me a hurly gurly.
    Lovely post, June!


  8. Are you FB friends with anyone in the group? They can add you as a member and one of the admins will approve it. I tried searching your name so I could add you and approve you, but there are a lot of Susan Walkers and I have no idea which one you are! Or if you want to give me some sort of identifying information (your city or what your profile picture looks like) I can try again.


  9. Admins, remember, we hid the page entirely when we were getting bombarded with scam requests a couple of months ago.


  10. I searched for “Pie on the Face – Friends of Bye Bye Pie” and didn’t see anything in the results that looked correct.


  11. Try looking for Pie on the Face – Friends of Bye Bye Pie and see if it comes up. We recently had to make it a secret group because we were getting bombarded with requests to join from obvious scammers (dozens per day). Leave a comment here if that doesn’t work for you.


  12. is this blog on Facebook as “Pie on the Face” or Bye Bye Pie? I haven’t been able to find it but it’s quite likely I am missing something important or doing something wrong as I look for it.


  13. Living alone is the best. The. Best. I kind of fear I’m one day going to have a great man in my life but I’ll try to make him live out back in a shed so I can continue having the house all to myself.


  14. On Sunday, our church sermon included action as one of the key words. All I could think was act-shun and then I couldn’t recall the song name. I thought I would have to search the blog for the song name, so I was delighted to see today’s post included act-shun.
    I loved seeing all the pits! They are such beautiful dogs!


  15. Awwwww, those Eds and SD pictures are the cutest! So snuggly and safe is what they are. I love it that the petses are welcome on the furniture. Another benefit to living alone and not having to negotiate that with someone who doesn’t like/allow it.
    The last picture of you is super cute with a touch of whimsy. I’m with Beth who’s with German Shepherds up there, that photo would be excellent for your book.


  16. Has there every been a dog who loves kitties as much as Edsel? I’ve been trying so hard to get Gracie Lou to not try and kill Mr. Kitty when she sees him because I want Mr. Kitty to come in the house and chill but noooooo, Gracie Lou goes after Mr. Kitty the way Eye-riss goes after critters.


  17. Thoughts: Edsel and his beloved kitten kill me. I used to be terrified of pitties but now I am mush around them. Unless they weigh a bajillion pounds. Then I’m still scared. I love living alone as well. I’m glad you dig it. Have a good week, pie peeps.


  18. Impromptu weekends can be the best and the pitty walk was the perfect find. Glad BRF Alex and her pitty were able to mix in with the others. (See what I did?)
    The last picture of Edsel and Steely Dan is one of the Awww pictures. You can’t help but say, “Awwwww” when you see it. What does SDS do when Lily and Edsel meet for the Needy Committee?


  19. Yes! A music video. Considering playing it on my phone for the delight of my fellow waiting for a plane people…man on last plane kindly played a bunch of funny videos to the whole plane. We couldn’t hear it enough to know why he chuckled, but we could hear it! My neck is a bit achey from turning to glare in his direction.


  20. living by oneself is wonderful. my normal setting is clean and items put away. but when i don’t feel like it – no one gives a dang. if i want to binge watch a tv show? no one. it’s loverly.


  21. Awww…I want to pet all those cute wide pitty heads!
    Steely Dan looks big. How old is he? My Cloud is still so tiny. Teeny tiny Cloud.


  22. The mom in Cat and the Hat. That reference made my whole damn day.
    Also, dogs and cats snuggling is the best – except for pit heads, which truly are the best.
    My son and I want a pitty so bad, and my husband is anti-pit. In all his wisdom of 11 years my son always says “Dad, you’re doggist.” Which we all know is racism against dog breeds.


  23. It’s a gift to notice when you have a good life. Sounds like a wonderful weekend. This is just a wild guess, but I bet that pit/mastiff mix is going to be gigantic.


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