It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity

My thermometer reads 64F at 1:30 in the afternoon. I took the panther chameleon outside to catch some rays – no UV bulb can compare with the real thing. He’s loving it:


The horses across the street are having a high old time – bucking, kicking, taking mud baths and acting like it’s April (boy are they going to be disappointed in a week or so). I’m glad I won’t be cleaning ’em up…

P.S. – for those who don’t know, I live in New Hampshire. It’s a state that’s not usually noted for it’s balmy winters.

Red Eye R&B

Another big hurray for one of the only 2 radio programs I go out of my way to listen to – Kathy’s Red Eye R&B. The other is also on WUNH – Bruce’s Blues Show on Sunday evening. WUNH is making the shows available in hour-long chunks for listening off-line – just click the sound waves (aka free waves) under each show title. Woo-hoo – listening goodness!

Armor

Very nice armor for cats and mice:

The suit above would be perfect for the Caracal X Abyssinian I’m going to breed someday (unless I move to a state where I can own a pure Caracal or – even less likely – I get my hands on what I really would like to course: a cheetah).

My suggestion to Mr. Boer? Work up a few Thracian-style helmet and greaves ensembles suitable for frogs and let the Batrachomyomachia commence!

By this speech he persuaded them to arm themselves They covered their shins with leaves of mallows, and had breastplates made of fine green beet-leaves, and cabbage-leaves, skillfully fashioned, for shields. Each one was equipped with a long, pointed rush for a spear, and smooth snail-shells to cover their heads. Then they stood in close-locked ranks upon the high bank, waving their spears, and were filled, each of them, with courage.

Via Make.