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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Bat sh-t crazy?

I'm working on a real blog post – yet another follow-up to a wacko promiscuous-sex cult I've written about before
but meanwhile, here's something batty from the world's most respected news source, The Onion:
http://www.theonion.com/content/video/breaking_news_bat_loose_in

And speaking of bats, a well-known New-Wage guru may have hit upon a new discovery (or, rather, the discovery hit upon him): an organic way to expand one's vision, as it were, via bat poop:
http://twitter.com/mrfire/status/4458557210

Who knows what miraculous health-supplement product ideas that incident might have inspired?

And now that we're on the subject of poop, Ron and I found an unfamiliar-looking piece of dark, crumbly, and very interestingly textured poop in our garage the other day. We probably should have shot a few pics of it (would that be considered a "crap shoot"?), but alas, we didn't. We do know that it wasn't the product of one of our domestic quadrupeds, and it wasn't from a possum. After doing several minutes of intensive research on the Net, I found a picture that closely resembled the turd that was in our garage, and the bad news is that it appears to be the work of a skunk (though alternatively, it might be from a raccoon). I am reasonably certain, however, that it wasn't from a bat. 
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5 comments:

  1. Perhaps I am especially cowardly, but as much as I try to stand up to the occasional bat swooping around inside my house I just can't. They wait until the very last minute before they turn, and they have such perfect control you swear they're gonna hit you. I duck every time....

    Of course this might be because I was officially cursed by a bat. I finally caught one little guy who was flying around the living room and picked him up (with gloves on, natch) to carry him outside. I couldn't hear a lot of it, being in the higher registers, but from the squeaking I DID hear, well, let's just say bats are no longer my totem spirit guide animals, if they ever were. The language that little beast used! :o

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  2. Foul-mouthed they may be, but even so, I think bats are very cute. I just don't want any in my house. Or in my belfry, for that matter.

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  3. Batting for the other side, here's a nice batty tale:

    http://tinyurl.com/y9kvuf6

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  4. That's a great story, Dis. Humans using echolocation...wow, that ties right in with the dolphin and whale discussion we've been having on another thread. It's all connected...

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  5. Spooky, it's all coming together now.......

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