Right now I am staring at my transparent, green, company-issued water bottle. It's cute, company branded and holds an ample supply of water. Normally, I'd say "Win" for me, right? Two thing bother me though.
1. Although I can carry the container around with the looped plastic strip that connects the cap to the bottle, when I want to take a drink, it always sides with gravity and turns so the cap smack me in the face. Therefore... "Lose"
2. This second issue might be totally in my head but ever since I heard about plastic bottles of water potentially containing hazardous chemicals such the infamous plasticizer BPA, I've been a little more nervous each day that I refill the bottle up to then drink from. Therefore... "Lose Again"
I am at a loss as to how to proceed with this situation. I am currently very thirsty.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Monkey See, Monkey Take Banana.
I've been told to continue with my blog so I'm back.
Here's a fun story: I'm with my 3 year old daughter in a wildlife preserve on the island country of Barbados. They have monkeys that come down from the tree and eat nuts and berries right in front of you. For the the most part, they leave humans along. For the most part.
My daughter requested a banana and we told her that it probably wasn't a great idea to open a banana in front of the monkeys during feeding time. 20 minutes later, while walking on a path away from the primate feeding frenzy, she requested a banana again. As there were no monkey's around this time, I relented and gave her the banana. Half way through it, as we continued to walk along the path through the forest, a monkey came running down the path toward us at break neck speed. Before I could react, the stupid fuck snatches the rest of the banana out of my daughter's hand and eats it. As my daughter cried at the loss of the banana I couldn't help but think that the monkey had some heavy balls. Not only did it steal the fruit from a larger animal, it also sat right in front of us and ate it instead of running away with it's prize. With boldness and a sense of pride, it gazed up at us as it munched with a look like, "That's how I roll."
Dirty, poo-flinging monkey mother fucker.
Here's a fun story: I'm with my 3 year old daughter in a wildlife preserve on the island country of Barbados. They have monkeys that come down from the tree and eat nuts and berries right in front of you. For the the most part, they leave humans along. For the most part.
My daughter requested a banana and we told her that it probably wasn't a great idea to open a banana in front of the monkeys during feeding time. 20 minutes later, while walking on a path away from the primate feeding frenzy, she requested a banana again. As there were no monkey's around this time, I relented and gave her the banana. Half way through it, as we continued to walk along the path through the forest, a monkey came running down the path toward us at break neck speed. Before I could react, the stupid fuck snatches the rest of the banana out of my daughter's hand and eats it. As my daughter cried at the loss of the banana I couldn't help but think that the monkey had some heavy balls. Not only did it steal the fruit from a larger animal, it also sat right in front of us and ate it instead of running away with it's prize. With boldness and a sense of pride, it gazed up at us as it munched with a look like, "That's how I roll."
Dirty, poo-flinging monkey mother fucker.
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