Puma Poop.

I got my ass kicked by a bottle of bourbon last night. Although I didn't feel the effects until this morning. It wasn't a fair fight, though, because the bourbon had a bottle of red wine and 6 beers on its side. It was an army of alcohol and I'm just 1 dude. What do you want from me? I was rendered pretty much useless today, not getting too much done. A can of Rock Star energy drink helped me out, though. I don't know how they sell that stuff because it tastes like carbonated bubble crap (see Bubble Crap post). I ended up spending part of the day at the world famous San Diego Zoo, which was a good call because the San Diego weather has gone back to its normal sunny, dry, warm, zero clouds mode. Me gusta! The zoo is cool because nature is pretty cool, and I try to go once every couple of years. The last time was '03 when the Norwegians came to visit. That time, literally, every animal we saw took a crap. I'm not kidding. The most memorable was the hippo's. It was the size of a log, looked like straight hay, and the fish were all over it before it even touched the artificial river floor. The birds of prey projectile crap. I guess that's how you have to jettison when you're flying really fast. Monkeys are great crappers because sometimes they throw it. Here's a pick of Danny, scooping puma crap.

Oh, and click here to check a sample of the photos I've collected for my photo project. I promise that none of them contain crap.