May 2014 – Page 5 – I Don't Get It

Black Hawk Down, Part I

Or should I say “brown ostrich down”?

First, he was upright, pecking away at the dirt.

And then he dropped to his feathery torso, like an adolescent at a 1964 Beatles concert. I thought he’d go unconscious, but nope–he kept pecking while prostrate. Oh, that’s a better title for this post: Pecking While Prostrate.

I’ve eaten in several positions in my lifetime: sitting, walking, in a car (furiously pounding Sonic tater tots as dinner before a meeting), even eating nachos and Hot Tamale candies while rollerskating, but never while lying down on my belly, face to the ground. Perhaps he was “playing possum” to hide from a predator, but I hardly think that precious boy proves an imposing predator.

Only he knows for sure.

Join us for Part II, as we learn more about this hideous-looking feathered beast.

Ram Print Loveseat

Reach Out And Touch Faith

Do You Mind?

Reporter Anita Young interviews Danish gymnastics team

Politically Incorrect Yearbook Comics 1949

This is all in good fun, but folks would cry “domestic abuse” in this day and age.

When I think of Mary Wana, I think of hippies, not high school students in 1949. My bad.
Fun with intentional homicide!Uh-oh, bestiality! Mental illness was a laughing matter.

Hints of polygamy…

And the grand finale of I-Don’t-Get-Itness…a bowlegged sheriff fondling a cactus made of student’s heads, as a vulture flies overhead. Because that’s normal.