Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poop. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

lake street blues

Most days I walk my dog on Lake street. It may be more familiar to everyone else as every car scene in every bat man movie. The reality is more mundane. It's a really loud street (L-train!). I cannot take calls when I walk my dog (if I got calls). It's also a favorite street for taggers which, I find pretty annoying. Not that I own property around here but, losers with acid markers and spray cans basically fucking up the local flavor is really annoying. But, this is not my point. The wierdest thing about Lake street is the death knell it is for speeding cars. About once every few weeks, I'll see the remnants of a tragic car accident. Everything (well, MOSTLY the car) is cleaned up by then but the subtle clues of a car hitting an I beam or, luckily just missing an I beam (which by the way typically splits your car in half) and hitting the obligatory wall just beyond, are still there for you to stand around and ponder. So, Zoe gets to poop while I measure tire skid marks and think about the more pressing aspects of living on this planet.

Which is all mote- because when I mention this to my friend Dawn, (the latest insane accident I'm investigating) she sends this (note- Dawn is great photog and this should not count agianst her record). Who wipes out a car on Lake Shore Drive like that???

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

dog math and frisbees


Dogs don't know math.
I can state this emperically.
Zoe will poop uphill (she favors snow drifts). which anyone knows will result in 100% poop rolling downhill.
If she knew basic math she could calculate the drift angle and those odds.

Cats, on the other hand, never poop on an un-level surface.
Whether they know math or not no-one will ever know.
They are that secretive.
I mean- they can project the flight path of a bird but, they aren't telling anyone how they do it?

Another example: Ever put a dog on a chair? They think if they fall they will pass through some abyss. Cat's seem to be able to calculate the cat per second, gravity and the angle of the landing surface.

Cat at NASA: "It would probably burn up over Texas and spew debris from Texas to Louisiana and Arkansa".
Dog at NASA: "(twitchy) I need to get out of here".

nuff said.