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Tuesday, May 27, 2003
We're home safe n' sound after a three day trip down to Long Guyland for a ritzy wedding and a spontaneous trip to the Bronx Zoo.
Highlight? I got to stare face to face at a super-cute, incredibly expressive tiny baby gorilla, with just a thin sheet o' plexiglass between us. Lowlight? I then got to watch that very same baby gorilla reach into it's butt, pull out a nice, soft handful of his own poo, and shove it in it's mouth. From ultra-adorable to totally disgusting in ten seconds flat. Gotta be a new record. Think it doesn't get any grosser than that? Oh, but it does. He then smeared a feces-covered finger across the glass, resulting in a nice brown shite-streak. Sorry, no pictures of that special moment to share. I was too busy almost hurling. Guaranteed poo-free pictures later on, after I decompress from the drive.  On an entirely different note... Happy Freakin' Birthday, Mr. Carlin!. I'm not gonna say what number b-day it is, 'cuz it makes me feel old. If I was half as cool at that age as Jason is now... well, I woulda been maybe twice as cool as I actually was. (oh, do the math.) Aw, ain't nuthin' but a number, right? Hope the day was a good one, Jason, and that the celebratory dinner was a fine, fine time. Sorry we couldn't make it back for it ... Awright, I need to unpack and get some sleep. Actually, maybe the unpacking can wait...  |
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