I am moderately interested in applying for this job just because it requires working in the Zoo's dinosaur exhibit. I didn't even know they had a dinosaur exhibit! But I'd have to work at the zoo...
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Showing posts with label dinosaurs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dinosaurs. Show all posts
Monday, February 04, 2008
Work at the Zoo!
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Doctor Who + Dinosaurs?
I'm interested in seeing this series. I looked on Blockbuster to see if I could rent it on DVD, but it doesn't look like it's available. Does anyone know anymore about it? I'm intrigued by it. An exgirlfriend of mine thought that Prehistoric Park was nonfiction, so I'm already in love with any series ITV makes for that.
Primeval (TV series) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Primeval (TV series) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Monday, December 03, 2007
Dinosaur mummy
My initial thought: FUCK YEAH!
Rare Mummified Dinosaur Unearthed: Contains Skin, and Maybe Organs, Muscle
Rare Mummified Dinosaur Unearthed: Contains Skin, and Maybe Organs, Muscle
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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Saturday, July 14, 2007
Bash
I attended a lecture last night. It was a good time. Although it was a little frustrating how I kept navigating to the Gun Owners of South Carolina website instead of Geological Society of the Oregon Country. The lecture was entitled "Was Triceratops like a bison, rhino, or hippo: Implications for lifestyle and habitat". The lecture wasn't as expansive as I would have liked (he never compared the dentition of the animals) but consisted primarily of geographical and skeletal locomotive analysis. The whole time I kept thinking of this cybersex log from Bash.org:
bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it
ready for you.
j_gurli3: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u.
bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure.
j_gurli3: haha, ok lets go.
j_gurli3: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck.
bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my
breeding territory.
j_gurli3: haha, ok, u know that turns me on.
j_gurli3: i start unbuttoning ur shirt.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts.
j_gurli3: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game.
bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f*cking charge your ass.
j_gurli3: stop, cmon be serious.
bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to
charge your ass.
bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet.
j_gurli3: thats it.
bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic
symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide
and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in
the air on my mighty horn.
bloodninja: Goddam am I hard now.
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Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Prestige
Perhaps I should be a bounty hunter, like Dog. I am inspired. I am taking a career exploration class. It wants to know what my ideal career is. I have no idea. I would have better success describing this mystery occupation in the negative. It is not graveyard shift. It is not an athletic career. I don't feel that I have reached that magical point of disillusionment and dissociation, where dreams stop being lucid and survival becomes the primal goal. Not yet, I hope. I cannot say I do not feel limited, but it is not because I lacked any sort of potential, aside from those disabilities my disorder affords me, but the late exposure to so many fields I may have enjoyed. How could such time be made up? I worry that some opportunities are exclusive privileges. I am struggling with words.
My dream as a child, 3rd grade when I exemplified that self, was to become a paleontologist. Travel to the Gobi Desert and dig, with my pet iguana. That dream died when Rex died. I also realized I probably couldn't take the heat. Freshman year an aptitude test told me to become an experimental psychologist. That was the only match. Suggested alternatives, which did not match, included mime among others. I delighted in telling people this, a few even thought it possible. I never embraced them. Junior year I heard a report on NPR about a perceived upcoming shortage in pharmacy personal, I cannot recall exact positions, and resolved that I could do that. I've had second thoughts since, but I am still registered as a biology major. Maybe I won't change it and become an apiarist; it sounds enchanting. I will continue to attach the disclaimer "currently" when they ask me my major. Public service as an elected representative is very appealing to me, but the path to get there is daunting; where would I would obtain such capital? I don't know what I'll become. I don't think I'll become a musician, I haven't told my mom I won't be taking that class yet- I don't think I have it in me. If only I had a fairer complexion, to become a male model. I recently deleted all the silly pictures on my cell phone practicing my blue steel. I never should have told Jon that I have that movie, he keeps quoting it. I should go to bed now, with my inspirational message from Dog.
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