This image is uncredited and unrelated to anything. I just liked thinking the greyhound track's pace bunny and this knackered squirrel might be commiserating over a break. You can almost sense the ciggie butt dangling just out of view from the squirrel's left paw.
I know. You'll soon be overwhelmed with the frequency. Because 3 of my occasional readers have scored new computers, I'm going to post a threesome of video links in honor of their enhanced media functionality.
1) This 8-plus minute performance by Jerome Murat is surely the Stairway to Heaven of modern-artsy French pantomime.
2) Richard Simmons's ubiquitous tank top and shorts were borderline ick decades ago. However, now that he's 103, I must give him props not only for his tone but his cool head when confronted with exploding appliances.
3) Via April: Dolphins "see" underwater and bats at night by sonar, analyzing the bouncing of sound around them to detect objects and obstacles. A boy whose eyes were removed due to cancer when he was a toddler has developed human echolocation. This blind teenager streetskates, plays foosball, accurately whips pillows at his friends, and even plays video games against his little brother. See his amazing skillz yourself. (Also explore the Human Marvels site for info on the furred Sacred Family of Burma and a man who smokes through his eyes.)
4) If you have a dusty old blog you're not using anymore, proud Euronihilist Tim Worstall wants it.
5) It's a special kind of low-rent spunkload who fakes retardation for 20 years to steal the gov't checks.
6) Although others are reporting this, too, I found the story my own darn self, and will credit no one- hear me? Many bathrooms have candles to help dissipate certain antisocial happenings. However, on a plane, even those with embarassing personal conditions can't go striking matches willy-nilly. Might I suggest activated-charcoal-lined undies and a less-than-3-ounce bottle of Febreze?
7) Even a finger sandwich's worth of John Waters provides several quotable and tasty morsels.
4 comments:
I think that squirrel might be...dead.
Well, then that's the ultimate ciggie break, isn't it? Well done, Herr squirrel, let the boss man blow his whistle all he likes, you're never going back down those acorn mines.
I think he's just chillin'. The squirrels here lay around like that all the time.
Our over wrought society - with stresses and strains unlimited should emulate our little squirrel - an afternoon siesta? He's a very bright little guy. Hurrah for our squirrel.
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