I really should be working
Seriously, I have a deadline to meet tomorrow, but right now.. I really don’t care. I’m pretending to work, which isn’t really that hard when you get a chance to work at home. I have some work to complete on a website. But I know I can get it done tomorrow, long before the deadline. I find myself just cruising the Internet looking for mental stimulation.
… and guess what I found??? AN HONEST TO GOODNESS SASQUATCH SIGHTING!
It’s like the gods’ of sarcasm are looking out for me today!
For those not brought up on North American legends, Sasquatch is kind of like a North American abominable snowman, only without the snow .. and without the abominable part. Well, maybe he is abominable, after all he is reported to smell something awful. Guess there are no showers in the great Canadian wilderness. Sasquatch (also called Big Foot) is said to roam the woodlands all over the continent, and every once in awhile someone claims to spot him (or her). The latest sighting has occurred here in Ontario, North West Ontario to be exact at a place called Grassy Narrows. A couple of blueberry pickers spotted him (or her… I mean there must be his and her Sasquatches or there would be no baby Sasquatches). It has been a long, long time since the Big S has been seen. I suspect the endorsements just haven’t been good enough and he/she has been sitting out the Sasquatch season, sulking on a log somewhere. I mean, afterall, the Abominable Snowman has a primo spot in the upcoming movie The Mummy! But what does Sasquatch get? Not a damned thing, zippo, nadda… just some crummy, grainy shots of some jerk in a big hairy suit strolling along the forest pretending to be the big guy. Not much justice in the world – even all the cherry monster roles have been exported to China.
So I am sitting here wondering, among other things, just how fermented the blueberries were that the pickers were snacking on. I wonder if I could buy the berries?
Then again, wouldn’t it be cool if there really is a Sasquatch? Maybe not.. some jackass hunter would just take a high powered machine gun and hunt the poor bugger down and claim it was great sport. Or worse, be captured and put behind bars so we could poke and prod him/her and make life generally miserable. Human’s can be really quite nasty, come to think of it. Nah… I hope Sasquatch stays a myth. He’s safer that way. We can’t get our grubby little, murderous mitts on a myth.
Oh bugger, now I’ve depressed myself… pass the fermented blue berries.
Hmmm, bimmy eats an awful lots of blueberries – do you think that explains a few things??
Depends… just how big is bimmy?
*titter*
Are you suggesting that Bimmy has a part time job as the Sasquatch??
Yoohoo Catpaw!
When we saw what happened when Frog sneezed all over your stamps, we laughed and LAUGHED!
Then we put it on the blog, for the whole world to see
I’m glad it wasn’t ME being sticky this time!!
Well obi, I never see Sasquatch and Bimmy together! You put two and two together.
Yikers!
Don’t let Bimmy know that you think she’s the Sasquatch!
All I meant was, she eats a lot of blueberries, and she does some VERY strange stuff!
*breathes sigh of relief*
Do you think that’s got ME off the hook? she can be quite mad sometimes you know.
Mad as in angry? Or mad as in slightly off kilter?
I hold to my convictions that bimmy the bookish IS the sasquatch – blueberries, never around when sasquatch appears, does strange things… just ponder the implications.