If you found a massive container of beer in the ground would you crawl in and drown with a smile on your face? If so, you share something in common with gastropoda pulmonata...or SLUGS! Yet another reminder that man and beast are more similar than anyone thought possible.
One of my friends called me up to tell me that I was a beer slug, so I felt I had to do something with this newfound knowledge. If I can add something in my defence, however, it would be to say that I am also a wine and single malt slug as well - but not at the same time.
But you already knew I was a boozer.
On another topic! I'm back from my vacation, if you can call it that! It was more of a long visit to my grandparents house with a healthy amount of chores thrown in disguised as a vacation. Or is it a holiday? I had a discussion with a nice friendly mortician from Albany who said Canadians take holidays while Americans take vacations....what's the difference?
To me, a holiday is something like Christmas - something everyone gets no matter what, while a vacation is something you take when you head off to tahiti.
All in all, it was a great visit with a lot of good pictures to show for it. With all the new babies in the family, its enough to make one feel left out. More and more these family reunions are becoming times to show off babies. In fact, they've become so baby-centric that sometimes entire evenings can be spent contemplating them. How heavy are they? Are they too heavy? Is it ok that they gnaw on furniture? Which baby has a better smile? Who has more babies? When are you going to have babies?
Not that I'm complaining. In fact, I love babies. What's not to love about someone that can gnaw on a peice of furniture, cry and then gnaw on (and throw away) a rubber duckie - all in the space of a minute! They are also fabulously unconcerned about things that would bother most other people.
One baby for example, baby jack was being screamed at by his older brother - and then displayed his concern by smiling up at him with pure joy. He then got distracted by a tasty looking peice of table and wandered away. Amazing! Just think about how we adults can apply these same principles to our lives. So your boss is yelling at you? Touch his or her nose! You're stuck in traffic? Try to eat your steering wheel!
Another time, a huge locust landed on baby jack's chair and we were all clustering around taking pictures and marveling at the insect's next move. Lo and behold the insect gradually started crawling down baby jack's carriage...marching closer and closer to his prey. This insect was not your garden variety cricket or anything - it was HUGe! About 2 inches across. Meanwhile baby's jack's older brother was screaming and running around shouting about poor baby jack being eaten by the insect - a proposition I admittedly planted in his mind.
In any case, baby jack's mother was more than a little concerned about this whole situation, so the insect had to go. It was then swatted about - but instead of flying off, it hid under jack's carriage - ready to make a comeback at a moments notice. Meanwhile baby jack couldn't have been more unconcerned...or bored.
So you see, that's how close he came to being eaten. A pretty sizeable bug though no? I really think baby jack was scared deep down by the whole episode. And I think you can get a feeling of the real fear he experienced by examining this picture. Like they say, a picture says a thousand words. Awww....
If there's one thing babies such as jack are good at - its being cute. They are experts bar none...
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