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a temporary embarrassment in spacetime
Aug. 19th, 2017 10:20 pmI'm going to wait a few days before I post about yesterday's trip to the ICA. There is a lot to write about and a lot of images to search for and post. Meanwhile, please enjoy this post about the Wildlife Center. Saturdays at the Wildlife Center are a lot like Mondays, except Savannah was there. Savannah has a couple of dogs. Hopefully things won't be too hard for Maura and Anna on their own.
We released about 20 raccoons and all the skunks since the last time I was there, the remaining raccoons have a makeshift jungle gym now.
Someone had two Russian tortoises with her and she's the first person I've met who knows where they're from.
Someone had a savannah monitor named Oscar who was eggbound but unable to pass them. This makes Oscar a female. There are girls named Jade and Hope, so I guess that's a thing. They can eat sulcata tortoise eggs and hatchlings, and Oscar likes to eat mice and quail eggs and chicken eggs and scrambled eggs. They live in the Sahel, even though the word savannah is Taíno.
I'd imagine a crocodile could get through a tortoise's shell.
Someone brought rats named Lily and Iris and the rats have sisters named Poppy and Violet. And there were even more rats.
Melissa was giving pieces of lettuce to Boy, who is one of the red-footed tortoises and then Valley and Girl went after it. Valley was the slowest but she still got the lettuce. That was the point of The Tortoise and the Hare.
Boy having a more vivid shade of orangey red on his face has everything to do with morph and nothing to do with sexual dimorphism.
Some of the wildlife center people were helping deal with an oil spill down in New Bedford a few days ago. We might end up with some of them. It seems that they're mostly ducks and gulls.
The chimney swifts are doing well. This statement becomes less and less surprising as the summer winds down. We also have a fledgeling cedar waxwing.
It was surprisingly warm and sunny.
I didn't go to the protest in Boston, mostly because it was happening on the heels of Charlottesville, but I saw a picture of a guy with Fuck Nazis on a cake and a t-shirt that depicted a bunch of Mr. Meeseeks trying in vain to help Donald Trump become a better president.
burning question: So, would Ignatius J. Reilly qualify as "alt-right?"
We released about 20 raccoons and all the skunks since the last time I was there, the remaining raccoons have a makeshift jungle gym now.
Someone had two Russian tortoises with her and she's the first person I've met who knows where they're from.
Someone had a savannah monitor named Oscar who was eggbound but unable to pass them. This makes Oscar a female. There are girls named Jade and Hope, so I guess that's a thing. They can eat sulcata tortoise eggs and hatchlings, and Oscar likes to eat mice and quail eggs and chicken eggs and scrambled eggs. They live in the Sahel, even though the word savannah is Taíno.
I'd imagine a crocodile could get through a tortoise's shell.
Someone brought rats named Lily and Iris and the rats have sisters named Poppy and Violet. And there were even more rats.
Melissa was giving pieces of lettuce to Boy, who is one of the red-footed tortoises and then Valley and Girl went after it. Valley was the slowest but she still got the lettuce. That was the point of The Tortoise and the Hare.
Boy having a more vivid shade of orangey red on his face has everything to do with morph and nothing to do with sexual dimorphism.
Some of the wildlife center people were helping deal with an oil spill down in New Bedford a few days ago. We might end up with some of them. It seems that they're mostly ducks and gulls.
The chimney swifts are doing well. This statement becomes less and less surprising as the summer winds down. We also have a fledgeling cedar waxwing.
It was surprisingly warm and sunny.
I didn't go to the protest in Boston, mostly because it was happening on the heels of Charlottesville, but I saw a picture of a guy with Fuck Nazis on a cake and a t-shirt that depicted a bunch of Mr. Meeseeks trying in vain to help Donald Trump become a better president.
burning question: So, would Ignatius J. Reilly qualify as "alt-right?"
