The Mandatory Trip to the Zoo

And of course, we went to the zoo. It was a chilly day, actually, so I needed a windbreaker! I know I'm really suffering here. I need to keep this quick, since I should be getting to work, but I don't want to keep my 2 blog fans waiting any longer! The San Diego zoo is cool. It's big, it's hilly, it's got some unique animals locked up. And its actually considered an animal refuge and a botanical garden...so it seems like they do a good job with it. But the best part is that in addition to all the animal jokes you can make at any zoo -- you get to add on Anchorman jokes as well. So, it really is the gift that keeps on giving. The highlights:

An elephant bush! What are the odds of this growing right next to a zoo?


Why does that baby giraffe look so familiar? It's kinda cute!


I'm telling you, it was cold for San Diego...barely in the 60s.


Bear fight.


Oh no, you woke the momma.



Have you heard my koala meets a prostitute joke?



And I can never get enough Panda Watch references in. Panda Watch! Day 9:


I don't like the way he's looking at me. Stupid Panda jerk!


Seriously, its a panda watchers paradise.


Hey buddy, why the long face?


Hey mister, why the long...ummm, nevermind. I see you have other things on your mind.


What do you do to a rhinocerous with three balls?


You walk him and pitch to the giraffe! (Ok, that's old and I changed it. Sue me.)


You've seen my meerkat joke and the polar bear joke, so I'm pretty much out of zoo pictures/animal jokes. And, lets face it, there is only so much zoo that you can take until you want to find yourself a cave to hide/rest in.



I think the only thing that did more walking that day was this peacock. The thing was everywhere! Unless it had a stunt double? Here we caught it cleaning up the seating bowl after the sea lion show.



Alright, I think that catches me up on my fun photos. I've got more stories, but nothing exciting. Maybe I'll post a little on that in the next day or two but its not as funny as the koala and the prostitute.

Stay classy!

Oops, I almost forgot my picture feeding the giraffe:


Look at the tongue on that thing! It must be one heck of a french kisser.

The Lost Weekend

Ok, I suppose it wasn't lost, but it has taken me over a week to write about it. Two weekends ago I got visited by my special friend. No, not my period, silly -- Catherine.


Since she was out visiting for a few days I splurged and upgraded my housing to an ocean front condo. It was pretty sweet, I must admit. And since it is the off-season for travel I got a great deal on it -- paid less than I have for a normal hotel room in other places. So, picture this - 9th floor of a high-rise, 2 ocean front "decks", plus one side deck with ocean views.

The decks were very small, ridiculous small actually -- think less than a foot deep, but the ceiling to floor sliding glass doors gave amazing views of the pacific ocean.


You could watch the surfers, the sun-bathers, the boogie-boarders, etc. And one of the mornings was really windy so I woke up to views of para-sailors. Now that looked awesome! Surfing, smurfing...I want to learn para-sailing instead. Except I don't know how they didn't kill each other. There were a dozen out there at one point and yet somehow they managed to zig and zag and turn back and forth and not run into themselves. Seems complicated but must be a huge thrill. They could go with the surf, or against it and leap into the air for seconds at a time....crazy fun.

Two Tickets to (Birds of) Paradise

Are You Sure I'm 100% Polar Bear?

Son, why do you keep asking me that? I'm a polar bear and your father is a polar bear, so yes, you are 100% polar bear.



Are you sure?



Yes, I'm sure. Your grand parents were polar bears and their parents and their parents were polar bears. I guarantee you are 100% polar bear. Why do you keep asking such a silly question?



Well. For one thing, I'm eating carrots. For another thing, I'm brown and not white. And lastly, but most importantly, I'm freaking freezing!

Meerkat Manor (Playboy Channel Edition)

Hey Honey! Some tourist just threw me a little blue pill and I ate it and look! I got my mojo back. Get over here!




Oooohhhh. Yeahhhhh. Thank goodness for the little blue pill! Mmmmmm. I feel like a teenage meerkat again!




Uh-oh. My red rocket has been up for over four hours. What do I do now? I think I'm in trouble. Call the zoo keeper! We need to beat this thing down before I pass out.

Big Foot Sighting in San Diego!

Wooooh! Is that a North American Great Ape I hear? Oh, nevermind, not that kind of Big Foot.





My apologies to sasquatch hunters everywhere, but you must admit - that is one big foot! (Don't you wish the blog was still locked out? :-)

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