And old, recycled post in which I clear up a mystery about chickens and eggs…

It was called: Which came first…

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The chicken or the egg…?

Stop falling for this. It is a trick question, not a clever one. Obviously the chicken slowly developed over millions of years to achieve the form that we know it as today. During this process, branches of the chicken family experimented with varied reproductive methods. Some of these divergent lines died out as their methods proved to be less successful. But one line hit on the brilliant notion of allowing the embryos to develop safely inside the mother’s body, much like we mammals did. They improved on this system by slowly using the body’s natural calcium to form a protective womb around the developing fetus. Now the mother could lay the egg, where the youngster could continue its development, and thus free up the mother to continue the breeding cycle. This is, if anything, more proof that evolution does exist.

Just sayin’…

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I might be slowly gaining some control over the crack squirrels that live inside my head…

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But let me tell you, it hasn’t been easy to break them.

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The 18th submission to my all-about-me art contest… what… did you think it was over already?

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And this is the first one that was created by two people! That’s right. You heard me. This was done by my good friend, HastyWords, over at:  http://hastywords.wordpress.com/

And her delightful daughter, HastyKid, helped out.

You should check out that link up there. Hasty writes some awesome poetry, often with some awesome help from some awesome bloggers.

I really like this piece of Art… uh… art… Not only does it have me… and my blog name… but Hasty stuck here face right into my cool shades. Which makes sense. Because she is stuck in my head like that. And she will be stuck in your head if you check out her blog.

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When I get my mutant making machine up and running…

I think I might give this a try…

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I’m not sure yet which one… or two… I will go for first.

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Well, I feel sort of bad for saying this…

But am I the only person who is getting really sick and tired of all the commercials showing images of starving children and puppies? Yes, I know that sounds horrible. But you know me. I am not an unfeeling monster. If anything, the opposite is true. I have too much emotion… too much empathy.

I know there are people and animals out there whose whole lives have been a struggle. We help through charities whenever possible. I just don’t see how being constantly reminded of the fact that life can suck with heartbreaking photos really increases the amount of money people are giving to those particular charities. If I am wrong, then I apologize.

But maybe we could at least limit those commercials to the news channels where we are expecting to see the worst aspects of modern life. Between the starving animals and children, the adds for medications that supposedly cure embarrassing or horrific medical conditions while simultaneously giving you anal leakage and possibly death, and the constant stream of people trying to sell you erectile dysfunction products, it is not as much fun to watch a rerun of I Love Lucy while you eat your dinner.

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An old post for your entertainment…

This is just another old post from the early days of my blog. I like to go back and remind myself of how far I have come… and to save you the trouble of reading my blog from the very beginning… or is the exact opposite true??? This one was called: You will be assimilated..

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Submit peacefully…

The process is quite painless. Just sit back and allow your oneness to become submerged in our wholeness… (That sounded sort of dirty, didn’t it?)…

Make yourself comfortable. Relax. Let your eyes slowly go out of focus…

Feel yourself letting go of your worries. Caress the mouse button. Stroke it slowly towards you. Pictures and text ascend gracefully into the upper reaches of time and space like a column of smoke from a warming fire seeking the heavens…

You have reached a stopping place. It is not a dead-end, but rather an opportunity to dig deeper, to probe into the inner reaches of conscious and unconscious thought. I will show you the way. Let the cursor arrow of your free-floating will slide effortlessly over the ‘Older’ button as you lightly tap your finger on the mouse button as you would tap on the door of a brightly lit inn at twilight after a long day of travel…

See! You are soaring free once again to expand your mind to new universes of discovery. Gently tickle your mouse to descend into the depths of truth and wisdom…

Again the ‘Older’ button shows you the path to deeper understanding, as the elders have always guided us. Do not focus on the words and images. Let them drift by in the currents of the river of time…

Repeat this process until there are no more ‘Older’ buttons. This is truly the end, which is where the beginning is found. A new journey cannot commence until the old one is finished. The path to a true knowing of another lies just above you. Raise your eyes skyward, and let them slowly track back and forth over my soothing words and thought-provoking illustrations. To know just one man’s life is to know all life, all thought, all righty then…

As long as you are here, you might as well do some reading…

You’re welcome…

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Well, that’s cast rather a pall of gloom over the evening, hasn’t it?

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I no longer know what to be paranoid about. I am not sure if ISIS or Ebola is going to get me first, or if either of them is going to manage to do away with me before the global warming thing does… which brings up another point. Global warming, AKA ‘climate change’, might not kill me through heat. It might change the climate so much that I end up drowning as the seas rise.

And let’s not forget that I live in California, so I still have earthquakes and gang shootings to worry about. And I am not sure I can knock cancer and giant meteors off the list… or killer bees… or slipping in the bathtub…

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