Dusty finds herself backed into a corner. She’s got a couple of potential lawsuits already, and a loose bird, and her own personal safety at stake.
But that is one expensive bird, y’know?
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grew up with Marlon Perkins as the face of Wild Kingdom ( a TV show about animals long before that Australian guy jumped on the stingray- for you younger folk) Marlon would talk about, say, alligators. And then he would proudly say stuff like “And now Jim will jump onto the alligator and bring it over here!” or something equally as appalling. Poor ol’ Jim would do it, too!
Jim survived and carried on, going on late night talk shows with animals that would poop on or bite every famous comedian/host there has been.
I don’t think ‘Ranger DeMarcus’ will stick with it that long.
But that’s just a guess.
I had the darnedest time trying to come up with interesting judges off the top of my head.
In the first Stanky Creek Outdoorfest, I had a little fun putting entertaining caricatures for the judges. I fully intend to this time too. Feel free to try and keep a list.
The discs on the front of the judge’s table are a li’l tip of the hat to the Stanky Creek Outdoorfest board game I work on now and again. I haven’t had a chance to, lately, with all the corporate work to do, but one’a these days soon, by golly, I’m going to get the next set of changes made to it…
…and start testing again. There’s a lot of testing that goes into games.
“Please don’t feed the animals.” There are signs all over the place like that. At the zoo, at national parks… not usually at the swamp, but we should all know better by now, anyhow.
It’s been a long, long Monday.
Go ahead and assume that what’s written here is as clever and glib as anything I’ve ever said. I mean, that’s what I sat down to write.
I shall rest up for tomorrow’s comment.
I can see how architects and interior designers would really like the opportunity to just noodle around on rooms as though they had all the time in the world.
That first panel was kinda fun.
I hurt my back the other day.
I was stretching because it’s been cold and the opportunities for any good exercise have been slim.
I hurt my back. Stretching.
I used to do things, you know? I’m not yet at the age where I’m ready to admit that I don’t do things any more, but I’m right there at the age when I can hurt myself not quite doing things.
You know how they call them ‘the terrible twos’? There’s probably a name for the Fifties, too. It’s probably rude.
I guess most of you regular responders can identify everyone? No peeking at the tags first!
For any newer readers… you might have to read the archives a bit.
Adjectives that don’t quite fit the nouns are great, aren’t they? “That’s a nice mob they have there…” or “That’s not a vicious mob! That’s a nice mob!” Very fun.
