The Ringtail

Marmosets: Packed with Nutrition!

For your perusal, ZuPreem’s Marmoset Diet (canned).

Which gives me an excuse to link to this.

And this. Don’t they look good enough to eat?

Pygmy marmoset - overviewBBC Natural History Unit

Gimme a large with extra nonsense

So, Armand’s is a good local pizza chain, but t’other night, when Doctor Missus and I were figuring out what to place an order for, we somehow wound up down this rabbit hole, which appears to be a restaurant menu put together by giving dictation to a three-year old. My favorites on the list of specialty pizzas:

The Garden Delight Brocoli, spish and garlic, red onions, red bell pppers, roasted garlic, mozarella & cheaddar cheese blend topped with fresh basil
(New) Chicken Club Rance Rance sauce, grilled chicken breast, bacon strips, sliced tomatoes, red onions & cheddar cheese.
Armand`s Garden Salad Crips Salad greens, red cabbage, carrots, cucumbers, green peppers, red onions and tomatoes.

Crips salad greens only available in select locations. Otherwise, your s**t will get f***ked up. Spish available nationwide.

Doughty: “Jesus Goes Great With Breaded Chicken”

Mike Doughty live at Artscape Baltimore: Funny, engaging, enthusiastic about Chick-Fil-A.
(They’re not open Sundays, see? Hence the title comment.)
Some of the slower songs like “Grey Ghost”: Lots better in person than on the album.
And the beard? Suits him well. Fills out that bottom part of his face.

Brand New P-Horses Are On the Loose!

More news on the Przewalski’s Horse front - the National Zoo just announced the birth of two, count ‘em, two P-Horse foals. Apparently, they shipped two fine fillies over from Europe to a Zoo facility in Virginia for breeding purposes.

But, regrettably, the sire wasn’t Minnesota, the Reverse-Vasectomy Horse, but instead, a different P-Horse named Frog.

No, not Kermit the Frog, nor even Kermit the Grof, just Frog.

But I don’t hold it against him. He’s not a Bad Horse.

And take a look at those little horses!

Atreyu!

So, we had a bit of a whoopsie when trying to reorganize the bloggin’s, and as you’ll notice, some of the old content went kerblooey. But worry not, even though some posts and comments died to protect us from the Nothing, I’ll be spewing more nonsense soon. And riding a dog-dragon. Yeah!

Endangered horse sperm are on the loose!

It turns out that the Przewalski’s Horse at the National Zoo has “valuable genetic diversity.” Which is important, since these horses are extinct in the wild, but unfortunate, since he had the ol’ snip-snip a couple years ago.

So, the good vets at the Zoo just un-did his vasectomy, and they’re shopping around for a mate for him. You sly dog, you.

Male Przewalski`s horse driving herdNHNZ Images

This is one of those things I wish I had a picture of.

So, I find myself this week at the University of Maryland-Baltimore County (Go, Fightin’ Retrievers!), and specifically, in their student union building, which has a little nook with a big-screen TV and some couches. For some reason, this is labeled the “Ida B. Wells Social Justice Theater” (which I think means that they show inspirational films in between World Cup games), and it’s got a big mural on the wall, of Ms. Wells and other luminaries of human rights history, like Martin Luther King, Jr., and Cesar Chavez (which was misspelled “Ceaser”) as well as some more contemporary picks, like Burma’s Aung San Suu Kyi…

…and Bono.

Yes, that Bono.

That’s why this is one of those things I wish I had a picture of.

And now, a moment for some noisy prosimians.

Courtesy of 0>w/hole>1, a fun little article on tourism in Madagascar, which I’ve thought about from time to time, but never done. Much like learning to tapdance. Or shoplifting.

The article mentions Indri lemurs,
which are the only tail-less lemurs. Indris also have the coolest
territorial call, which is more like a yodel, or whalesong. Or a car
alarm. Like so:

Indris calling to each otherBBC Natural History Unit

…And maybe somebody just told a poop joke.

The Scene: A plodding meeting to “brainstorm” titles for conference sessions.  Thudding, plodding titles like “Finding a Way: Making Less Do More,” and “Sulfa Drugs: Great Development, or the Greatest Development?” and one of the coworkers says, she says, “Boy, we’re all about the colon.”

This being hilarious, I laughed.  A lot.  Did anyone else (including coworker) realize a joke had been made?  Not so much.

Sigh.

Lookit! Lookit! Lookit!

Many thanks to Doctor Missus for helping to design the blarg’s new look. The banner mascot is one of the ringtails from Lemur Island at the National Zoo, who were uncharacteristically active during the Cockadoodle Zoo event recently.