Sunday, July 12, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
So, this is what happens when you feed a feral cat.


It's only kibble, it's not love. Yet.
The prosecco days of summer.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Circuses are for peons

It was 109 degrees in the desert this weekend and as the elephants lumbered out of their hot tin can train cars and onto center stage, shoved and prodded by circus freaks with bull hooks, I thought to myself, "At least I can go home and swim after." And while I look particularly cheerful, the evening was marred by the usual fat peon families attending the cheapo circus congratulating themselves on their parenting skills while silently begrudging the time away from the tv. For the record: Yes, I have a job. No, the animals aren't loved at the circus. Yes, we are here to spoil your fun and make you THINK about your actions. No, I don't want to take away your stuff. No, the animals aren't happier at the circus than they would be on some African plain, eating leaves and making babies. No, my shoes aren't leather. Yes, we protesters are a "downer" but so's the circus. No, not all circuses are bad, just the ones that use animals.
PS: can my glasses get ANY bigger?
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