Oi, Mere, check it out. Some bloke’s made himself all those Escher posters in real life… (apart from the hand writing itself, obviously…)
Ah, it’s so true.
I’ve been reviewing two DVD encyclopedias today (Encarta 2005 and Britannica 2005), which has given me the chance to indulge my perverse side and test out their batshit knowledge. While checking out their knowledge level on the Thylacine (Tasmanian Wolf, extinct 1936, covered well by both of them, but better by the online Wikipedia) I’ve been sidetracked (temporarily, Mr Commissioner) into exploring the freakzoid Marsupial populations of Ozzieland, and I’m just falling in love with them. The best is the Marsupial Mole, a creature so bizarre that its students have no idea how to classify it…
The Marsupial Mole, the Numbat, and the Quoll.
Having intimidated some of Chrissy’s female publishing friends with an experienctal justifcation of video games as a shortcut to the immortality we crave (as a way of staving off the reality of our death) by attempting to experience as many things as possible and video games being one of the richest simulations available for visual and audio stimuli, and for being able to encompass other forms of media (again not a real belief, but one worth spinning), we ended up talking about a) breast sizes (initiated by the girls as a way of shutting up the cyberhacks) and b) what animal we each were. FYI, Kieron was a Boa Constrictor (specifcally Ka from the Jungle Book), Chrissy was apparently a Gorgon, and I was a Cougar.
A fecking Cougar. I’ve no idea what that means?! Trying to think of a more appropriate animal, me and Ron have since decided on the goat, which happily fits both my personality and into the Jewish scapegoat / Greek goatherder / Welsh goatlover stereotypes. It also appears to be my Chinese animal, which brings me to the point. What’s your proper animal, and is it appropriate. Choose from the Chinese horoscope. Discuss…
Chinese Astrology – The Animals of the Chinese Horoscope