Friday, March 28, 2008

Zoo Radio Talk

Almost every zoo employee (keepers & staff) have radios. We use these to communicate to each other throughout the day while we are throughout the zoo. I use my radio much more when I'm out of the office--particularly on event days. Every one has a radio number. Mine is 701. FYI: there are 3 areas of the zoo - different keepers work in different areas of the zoo looking over/caring for specific animals in that area.
These are conversations I hear over the radio:

100: 100 to Area 3

231: This is 231, Go ahead.

100: Are the cougars on display?

231: Yes, both girls are out. They may be hiding along the back wall.

100: They're doing a very good job.

220: 224 what's your location?

224: (radio static)****ffe barn.

220: Could you repeat that? I didn't copy.

224: The Giraffe Barn.

220: 10-4
211: 211 to 232.
211: 211 to 232.

232: *radio static*

211: What is your location?

232: At Jewels, getting ready to head up the hill.

211: 10-4.
After having a visitor come to the office and report that they think one of the chimpanzees was dead.

Base: Base to Area 1, we had a visitor report that something looks unusual with one of the chimps.

203: This is 203. I'm on my way to check it out right now.

Base: 10-4.

234: This is 234. I'm headed down there too.
(couple minutes later)
203: 203 to Base. Everything is fine. Susie (the chimp) was just laying out in the sun sleeping. She is up and moving around now.

Base: 10-4.

*visitors always think an animal is dead when it's sleeping.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Don't bother reading this...

There's two pieces left and three men standing
Staring down the other two.
All are hungry, all are demanding
they need one piece more than you.

You have leverage.
So you make your spat.
"The other two don't need more food
because they are already fat."

You are skinny. You are hungry.
You must feast in spite of two.
For others that hunger don't know
That they aren't as hungry as you.

You step forward, grab a piece
And boldly shove it in.
Chewing up the only food
that is left in the kicthen.

Bad move. You're dead meat.
You just ate a bomb.
Bad move. You're dead meat.
BOOM goes the bomb.

Splatter-splat. You're everywhere.
As gross as it can be.
Brains, bones, & flesh
Are melting all over me.

Bloody hell, I just bought this shirt
You selfish hungry bastard.
You ate a bomb and now your dead
And my shirt is dead-you plastered.

The kitchen is covered in blood & guts
I'm not cleaning this up.
I'll just eat the last piece
because I'd rather just blow up.

Bad move. I'm dead meat.
I just ate a bomb.
Bad move. I'm dead meat.
BOOM goes the bomb.

No pieces left and one man standing
Staring at no friends or food.
He is hungry but also lonely
for both friends & food went "BOOM."

He writes a note and hangs himself.
He hangs dead from a tree.
The note he wrote simply says,
"Don't waste your time on me."

seriously...why did you read all of that?... it made no sense and probably just leaves you thinking now that I'm a freak... what's new pussy-cat? Whoah woah wooah.

the title warned you. you sucka. you fool. you foolish sucka.

(I'm more normal than I let on.)

Monday, March 10, 2008


Sometimes I wonder if anyone reads this. Regardless it happens to be an excellent way for me to occupy a few minutes of my time when I get bored or want to take a break from whatever I’m doing. I suspect a few people glance over this casually every once in a while. It doesn’t matter though.

Is anyone out there…there…there ?! …Hello…Hello…Hello ?!


I would love to have the ability to teleport…especially with the exception that I could teleport things with me such as luggage, people, etc. – basically whatever I touch.
I would also love to be able to move/control things with my mind – Telekinesis – even better if I could teleport & make teleport whatever I want or think of as well – combination of the two powers – like I could teleport you somewhere without teleporting myself. (Of course don’t forget to include the application of reality to these theories/hopes/dreams of super power/abilities…see this post below.)

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

social disaster

I don't do so well in front of new or relatively new (to me--not babies) people. I shut down or go into hibernate mode or just dial down to a low key...and sometimes I go overboard and dial in too much to a frequency that is way overly high key that just doesn't resonate with people. With the new/relatively new people though its usually a dial down (occasionally the dial up). Neither way ever works out for the best. I don't know what it is. I hate it...but I can't help it. Especially if I perceive the new/relatively new people as "cool"...then I'm even more prone to dial in the wrong direction. This sucks...and with this type of social disaster happening everytime I'm around the new people, I don't really have much hope. I potentially hinder any possible frienships...yada yada yada....potentially damage my credibility as a human/person. Haha.

( - nothing to do with anything really)


I don't care. I will break free. I'm pretty much awesome regardless....jk....

seriously though...i'm to me.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Lord, I pray

Lord...............................................................I can't find words.

"Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. " - Psalm 139:23-24