Category Archives: freaky animals

The Moon and the Tides

squirrel in the moon

Rant begins here > So I’m reading that Bill O’Reilly doesn’t understand why the tides roll in and out. Ask any sixth-grader. It’s the moon’s gravitational pull, or is “science” still a dirty word?

Science, why that’s for the birds. Birds that are falling out of the sky that is. Wait, isn’t that a sign of some foreboding apocalypse? Yikes. The gods, they must be angry. Wait, Angry Birds. Isn’t that a game on the Intertubes? Ahh, it’s all coming around again. Just like the Mayan Calendar. Wait, is this all leading up to 2012? Wait, that was a movie and movies are made by liberals and that means they believe in science. My mind is exploding!!!!111!!~

Electric Eel vs. Alligator (Caiman)

So who would win a battle between an electric eel and an alligator?

Well, actually a smart alligator would leave an electric eel all alone.

Nature provides all sorts of defenses – poison, camouflage, big brains combined with opposable thumbs. For the eel, it’s a shock of electricity that can save its life from a predator.

Here’s visual evidence of an entanglement between the two captured by a Brazilian fisherman.

The eel’s effort was more successful than this python which tried to eat an alligator.

Photo credit for arm-raising alligator – Funny Junk

Cats and Crows – Street Fighters

No need to travel to the savannas of Africa to see nature in all its brutal glory.

Just peek out your window into your backyard or peer down from your apartment building and see what’s going on in the streets below.

To prove my point, here’s an epic battle featuring two cats and two crows.

Meth Lab

3 out of four dogs recommend you stay off drugs.

I Want A Trained Drinking Monkey

Oh where oh where can I order one of these?

I don’t care so much about the pickpocket option, but I would be interested in one that doesn’t fling its own poo. Or anyone else’s poo for that matter. No poo flinging in general, just to be clear.

Oh, and non-smoking of course.

Via: Sober in a Nightclub

Vision Quest

So I spent the majority of Monday on a day long drive from the office to a tennis match to another tennis match to a softball game and back to the office.

It was a long day, nearly 200 miles and several different towns and cities.

I spent most of it by myself in the car. Part of the time driving I was on the phone, but most of it was just good old me, myself and I.

During the course of the day I saw tears of sadness and exhaustion followed by tears of joy. The joyful emotion came not from an athlete but from a parent.

I saw heavy, black thunder clouds that transported tornadoes that ripped up a few communities I didn’t drive through.

I saw a coyote trotting through a field. I don’t know its destination, but I believe it was racing to find a safe spot ahead of the storm.

I saw a rainbow.

I think it was some sort of vision quest day.

Betty White Does Portland

Since my visit, I’ve always felt Portland, Oregon was one cool city that would be a great place to live and now think I have a new favorite publication – The Portland Mercury.

The Mercury held a poll allowing readers to pick the cover art for an edition.

What did the citizens of the fair city of Portland come up with to grace their Mercury?

How about Betty White in a metal bikini wielding a flaming chainsaw while riding on the back of a centaur with John Ritter at its head.

Here’s the rendition of that as compiled by artist Andrew Zubko.

I know you are as impressed as I am.

I heart this greatly!