Lovin' on a Chinese Rock

I warned people before about animal-based aphrodesiacs. With drugs like viagra and cialis available, I can't imagine why someone would resort to taking bufotenine to help their love life. I guess it wasn't selling well enough as a hallucinogen, so the weirdos who are killing toads and concentrating the fluids of their parotid glands into blocks must be remarketing their product.

If you shouldn't lick a toad, you definitely shouldn't lick concentrated toad venom.*

Public service announcement over, until the next time someone dies for a really stupid animal-related reason.






*Discussions about whether the poisonous secretions of genus Bufo should be considered a venom are welcome. Nerd.

3:00 snapshot, #316; plus, what to do today

The goal this morning is to find a place where we can take the dogs, that isn't already overrun with people and their dogs. We'll have to resort to finding a place that's somehow not conducive to family fun and cookouts and swimming, since this is one of those holiday weekends where people who only have fun twice a year get up the gumption to do so. One of the reasons I hate all holidays is that they inspire this sort of desperate urge to participate in the collective mood. Usually it's a mood that I think people should get into more often, for no reason, like the generosity of xmas, the recognition of death and horror of halloween, or the drunken pride of being irish or not of st. patricks day.

This weekend it's ostensibly the recognition of those who pay the ultimate sacrifice in service to the country, but it's actually about the beginning of socializing outside season. Probably in warmer places it means something else. I'll find out someday. I heard Bush expounding on the meaning of Memorial day and I wanted to throw the radio out the window. I hold him and his cronies personally responsible for the unnecessary sacrifices of thousands over the past eight years, and I think he should be forbidden from talking about the subject, unless it's under oath at his criminal trial.

Wow, I really didn't intend to rant on this post. Anyway, after that I'm going to meet a good friend for lunch, so that we can socialize before his wife has a baby and Everything Changes. He's an LJ friend, too, but I'll let him decide if he'd like the blogosphere to know about his personal life.

Then after that it's up to Salem to our friends' Carrie and Ben for big Memorial day weekend cookout party with bocci or badminton or maybe just gta4, depending. It's supposed to be a gorgeous day today, so outdoor socializing is mandatory! The most amazing thing is that Alexis and I actually have tomorrow off together, just like a real married couple with 9 to 5 jobs. I don't know what I thought adulthood would be like when I was a kid, but I bet I didn't realize how important sleeping in was going to be. Oh yeah, baby, sleep--the last vice. I'm gettin' me some.