It has come to my attention that my blog is not deep, and has too few pictures. Well. In order that you can further appreciate that I'm here for you, oh plebeian post purveyor, I present you with the following. Firstly, a gratuitous picture of an elephant:
Scary legal-type licensing language compels me to inform you that the original source of this photo is here, and that it was taken by nickandmel20061. Thanks nickandmel2006. I have decided I shall name this elephant Gerolamo in honour of mathematics' answer to Che Guevara. Gerolamo is, according to wikipedia, a member of the superfamily Elephantoidea. You thought the Corleone's were a force to be reckoned with? Maybe the Packers? Nuh uh. Elephantoidea is a superfamily. They will fuck you up.
Secondly, it would appear, dear reader, that members of my flock are hurting. Others still, it seems, have developed a nasty strain of mental illness. In this time of crisis I would like to offer my almost-Dr-Phil-like services. Firstly to Dave, I offer two points of advice: 1. No song has ever been rescued by being played on the bagpipes. The best most pieces of music can hope to do is survive the transition. The bagpipes were invented by the Irish, who on behalf of the rest of humanity fooled the Scots into adopting them as revenge for golf. 2. The instrument has yet to be invented that can rescue John Farnam, though at least one instrument exists to rescue us from him. Human ingenuity only goes so far!!! I'm sorry, man. Listen to Chris. Let it go. Secondly, to Anita: there, there toots. Better now? Kthnx.
I hereby further offer my services a-la Agony Aunt to the rest of humanity, or at least those 5 or so of them who are likely to read this.
I hereby further offer my services a-la Agony Aunt to the rest of humanity, or at least those 5 or so of them who are likely to read this.
1 If that is your real name......
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