Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Duck Update, or, "Duckdate"
Well, she's still there. A trio of mallards came by the other day and gave her shit. We're still not sure what that's all about. We've seen the mallards around the neighborhood a lot, though, so it's probably some territorial thing. NYMary chased them off; she is very good at chasing off rogue ducks. It's a skill. Anyway, those mallards are bad news; I saw them smoking behind the pond yesterday. A bad element.
Anyway, no hatching or anything, but there's still 11 eggs.
Note also the ripening strawberries in the lower right of the picture. We are foregoing strawberries for these ducklings. They had best appreciate it!
On a separate note: balloons are evil. I am convinced of this. Balloons are humanity's most wicked invention.
Update: The Evil of Balloons
Since you asked...
Why are balloons evil? Because they can never live up to their promises. Little children love balloons: they go bananas for them. They laugh, and dance, and sing dumbass little songs, and gad about and act all immature -- but when they have the balloon, they don't know what the hell to do about them. Usually, the child is crying her tiny eyes out within three minutes of the sighting of a balloon. The little ones just can't handle it. And that's BEFORE it pops!
And if you have more than one kid, no matter how many balloons you have... you have war.
Balloons look like "fun" in its purest form, but they are lying little lightweight orbs of Satan. FUCK BALLOONS. FUCK THEM TO HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, she's still there. A trio of mallards came by the other day and gave her shit. We're still not sure what that's all about. We've seen the mallards around the neighborhood a lot, though, so it's probably some territorial thing. NYMary chased them off; she is very good at chasing off rogue ducks. It's a skill. Anyway, those mallards are bad news; I saw them smoking behind the pond yesterday. A bad element.
Anyway, no hatching or anything, but there's still 11 eggs.
Note also the ripening strawberries in the lower right of the picture. We are foregoing strawberries for these ducklings. They had best appreciate it!
On a separate note: balloons are evil. I am convinced of this. Balloons are humanity's most wicked invention.
Update: The Evil of Balloons
Since you asked...
Why are balloons evil? Because they can never live up to their promises. Little children love balloons: they go bananas for them. They laugh, and dance, and sing dumbass little songs, and gad about and act all immature -- but when they have the balloon, they don't know what the hell to do about them. Usually, the child is crying her tiny eyes out within three minutes of the sighting of a balloon. The little ones just can't handle it. And that's BEFORE it pops!
And if you have more than one kid, no matter how many balloons you have... you have war.
Balloons look like "fun" in its purest form, but they are lying little lightweight orbs of Satan. FUCK BALLOONS. FUCK THEM TO HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!
# posted by Thers @ 5:45 PM 
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I saw them smoking behind the pond yesterday. A bad element.
They're the ones on the motorcycles ya know.
On a separate note: balloons are evil. I am convinced of this. Balloons are humanity's most wicked invention.
Not if you're Almost Two, or even Six.
They're the ones on the motorcycles ya know.
On a separate note: balloons are evil. I am convinced of this. Balloons are humanity's most wicked invention.
Not if you're Almost Two, or even Six.
Nothing better'n strawberry duck pie with ala balloon.
Mmmmm....duck egg souffle with strawberry glace!!!!
Mmmmm....duck egg souffle with strawberry glace!!!!
Count me in with the Death To Balloons crowd. They have a fookin' Balloon Guy at Perkins on weekend mornings. It's great when he stands next to your table, twisting balloons, and you just WAIT for one to pop so you can jump and splash caffeine up your nose.
I think Thers, by parental experience, probably has just as much right to curse balloons as anyone else. But it still cracks me up! I get a kick out of the duck updates, too.
Dude! I never realized you lived in Australia. Looks like you have a duck-billed platypus sitting there.
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