Actually, the title is mostly an excuse for me to incorporate the term, “blogosphere” into something I’ve written. I’m not sure why I felt compelled to do this. I think it a silly term, and, as far as I can recall, have only used it in conversation twice; both times in some sort of jesting manner. I suppose that explains the latter aspect of the title of this posting, so I should probably make with the general musings boasted of in the former, eh? Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you? Even though when I say “you”, I mean that I can count on the sparse digits of a grizzled, old, wolverine rancher the names of my regular readers, and according to my “Blog Stats” I’m not really in danger of offending anyone: I’ve peaked at a whopping 3 views per day during the last few months. Perhaps the blame for these statistics falls, somewhat, on my own shoulders since I’ve been deficient in postings in roughly the same time period (this is becoming a method that I have secret but dubious hopes will eventually culminate in more prolific writing) My last post was about the World Cup, which finished in the middle of July… To be fair I was initially on a blogging “hunger strike” of sorts until Robert once again put his electronic quill to paper, but the dearth of scribbles eventually became the product of both my laziness and my busy school schedule.
Here, my aim is to make the most a night home alone while my wife is out galavanting in the city: Cue the musings.
- It has been a long time since I played a serious game of ping-pong
- Until recently I thought that the squirrel had few, if any, natural predators based on my cursory assessment of their uncanny ability to scamper vertically up the opposite side of trees when I attempted to catch them. Imagine my amazement when I found, while watching Planet Earth, that a plucky creature known as a “Marten” (which is essentially a bigger squirrel) regularly dines on them.
- It’s harder than you might think to find a picture of an animal you didn’t even know existed, and you didn’t realize it was spelled with and “e” instead of an “i.” Here’s a sampling of the images that a search yielded both before and after my realization of the correct spelling: (see if you can pick out which one preys on squirrels)




If I had read this before I was out there in September, I would have mandated a ping pong match. As it is, I’m still mandating one, just without the necessary force to enforce my undated mandate.
By: Tiffin on 11/10/2010
at 12:00 am
Duly noted comrade.
By: vagariesandvelleities on 11/11/2010
at 12:06 pm