Here’s an interesting bit of trivia for you - did you know that the prairie dog is not actually a dog, but an arachnid? That’s right, it has eight legs, four of which it conceals underneath its thick fur. During the winter, when it leaves its burrow for nuts and fruit, it can often be seen walking around on all eights, snapping at fallen acorns.
This is truly a critter whose cuteness belies its ferocity - especially one of this size.
24.Jun.08 
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Notice the happy look on everybody’s face in this picture. You see it? You see how happy they are to be standing there, smiling for the camera? Well, savor it, because ten seconds after this photo was taken, the pig was lying on the ground, the result of a crotch-ful of this woman’s knee.
Let me tell you something I’ve learned from experience, friends, and you’ll be wise to listen: Giant pigs are all hands. You see one wanting to get a photo with you and the little lady, you be on your guard. Get that ham sandwich look in your eye, and let the bastard know that you mean business.
22.May.08 Animals, Food Comments (0)
I’m really leery of piracy and copyright/brand infringement - I’ve had a bad taste in my mouth ever since I got burned on that copy of PhotoShop I got on eBay that turned out to be a dud (my first clue should have been the fact that PhotoShop was spelled with a “K”). And so, color me a cynic, but I’m inclined to believe that this is NOT Curious George but some cheap knock-off. Where’s the guy with the yellow hat? Where’s the Jack Johnson music? I call shenanigans on Curious Forge!
(Curious Forge! Isn’t that clever? Just came up with that, just now. Totally.)
Also: Hellllooo ladies!
16.May.08 Animals, Toys Comment (1)
Ever since the Great Monacle Debacle of 1972, metal fish have had to live their lives in hiding throughout most of North America. Nowhere is this more true than in Washington D.C., which was one of the battle’s central proving grounds.
Today, bands of metal fish wander the alleys, sewers and back streets of our nation’s capitol, smoking clove cigarettes and commiserating about what life used to be like for their kind; back in kinder times, before the days when bringing the head of a metal fish to the local constabulary meant a free chicken and a book of green stamps.
Occasionally, if you are lucky, you will see one of them that is brave enough to step away from the crowd and into the world that was once at least partially theirs. It usually happens at night, allowing them the ability to sneak back into the shadows at the first sight of a Regal Harpoon. They come seldom, they stay only a short time, and then they are gone - which is the story of the metal fish on the whole, as well.
16.May.08 Animals, Divine hammer Comments (0)
