Thursday, September 21, 2006

Farewell Good Friend

I barely knew you, but so quickly did we become close--good buddies as they say. The times we shared were precious and memorable, and I am writing mindful words here that I might always remember you as I last saw you. I want to celebrate your time here on earth, but I can think of no way that exudes the presence of you.

So I will sit here in this place remembering the sweet aftertaste of our relationship.

Goodbye, delicious raspberry chocolate brownie. I'm sorry I turned on you; you fought bravely to the end.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

BEEP

Today, in my truck, I honked at an old lady. I don't feel bad about it one bit. Or maybe I do and that's why I'm writing about it.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

People Are Idiots

Unless you've had your head buried in a pile of sand for the last week, you've no doubt heard about the tragic death of Steve Irwin, The Crocodile Hunter by a stingray while shooting a documentary.

Well here's what I have to say about it all. Get ready because I'm pissed.

There have been a lot of parodies that have appeared over the last week on the Internet, which I can sum up to either immaturity, or plain jackassery of the highest degree. When someone dies, no matter who it is or how they died, it's a very tragic event. When I see people making fun of the situation it disgusts me; few things make me embarrased to be human, but complete lack of an ability to be sincere in a situation that most warrants it does.

This has recently been posted in the news:

Since Steve 'Crocodile Hunter' Irwin was killed in a freak accident with a Stingray last week, 10 mutilated Stingrays have been found dead on beaches in Queensland, Australia. Two stingrays were found at a beach north of Brisbane with their tails cut off, while eight were found on another beach on Monday. (from here)

It's quite clear that these people have never seen an episode of Steve Irwin's show; even despite his death from a stingray I am quite sure he would be saddened by this. These animals have a defense mechanism that rarely goes used against humans, and Steve Irwin's death was a tragic but quite uncommon, and very unlikely accident. In fact, I can only assume had the tail of the stingray not hit him directly in the heart, considering his endurance and health, he likely would have lived.

The organization PETA, for whom some efforts I support (no, not financially) offered these words regarding the death of The Crocodile Hunter:

PETA spokesman Dan Mathews said: "He made his career out of antagonising frightened wild animals, and that's a very dangerous message to send to young children." Mathews also branded the wildlife expert - who was buried in a private ceremony on Saturday (09.09.06) - a "cheap reality TV star". (from here)

I am a vegetarian. I believe animals are entitled to fair and ethical treatment. I am not an animal activist and I do not believe that animals and humans are equal. I do believe however that PETA has made a sad mistake in making these claims and in so doing are being hypocritical.

PETA pushes the ideal of animals and humans being of equal status. Steve Irwin (and people like Jeff Corwin) held closer to that belief than any person. He loved animals, he helped look after them, and he headed initiatives to aid in their protection and prosperity. Most of all, he helped show millions of people the beauty of animals that we otherwise fear. He showed us how to respect wildlife and to love even the most dangerous animals.

PETA is being unreasonable, unfair, and should be ashamed of their words. Yes Steve Irwin was an entertainer, but he also respected animals as much as any PETA member. He's also done more for animals than any PETA member.

Steve, thanks for your work, your entertainment, and the ideals you have left behind. You will be sorely missed. I'm sure you're at the Rainbow Bridge wrestling alligators to safety and bottle-feeding baby tigers even now as I write this.

Friday, September 08, 2006

I Must Smell Great

Yesterday I was laying on the floor watching the television when my cat decided to come and lay beside me. Shortly after, she began to smell my armpit (I really do smell that good). She seemed quite content at this point and began to burrow her face forcefully into it. You must imagine I found this to be funny. And then, she bites me. Right inside my armpit. I shrieked, and the cat fled to safety. Yes, my story is stranger than yours.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Pink Flamingo Pen?

Today I received a piece of mail from a company promoting a product and/or service. Packaged along with some paper was a pink flamingo pen. This is no ordinary run-of-the-mill pink flamingo pen though. This is the ugliest pen ever created by man. I need to think of a clever way to dipose of it. Its vile aesthetics do not warrant a common toss into the wastebasket. Also, why can't I stop looking at it?