I believe, as someone said about other dinosaurs, that this guy is “about as smart as a board with a nail hammered through it.”
I believe, as someone said about other dinosaurs, that this guy is “about as smart as a board with a nail hammered through it.”
I went up over the ridge-line, past the sisters, and ran into this little fellow. He did not want to pose for the camera, and we walked together a little distance, with him getting madder and madder and finally stopping, “come at me, bro.”
It’s really an amazing adaptation, to have an anal sac that you can express at someone when they get annoying. Think what human civilization would be like if we had that ability.
I walked out the front door and we both froze, looking at each other.
When the mistral wind from North Africa blows up into the south of France, the summers are hot and dry and cloudless. I forget the year, but I was around 9 or 10; the rest of the situation was unforgettable.
I’m not sure why calling something a “turkey” is an expression of disdain. Turkeys are actually pretty impressive: smart, well-camouflaged (stealthy like an F-35!) weather-resistant, reliable.
Before the dumpster service came to pick it up and take it away, we had several days of driving rain and fog. That sort of weather energizes me; I have no idea why.
[Trigger Warning: spiders]
At least this posting has no Sam Harris content. Oh, wait, I just added some Sam Harris content! Should I add a trigger warning? Ni!
Normally, I don’t like bourgeois pursuits like weeding. I feel that plants should Do Their Thing and I mostly try to hold the line at keeping them from growing over the top of my house. [Read more…]
The Bird Committee is having a meeting under my kitchen window.