Well, not exactly .... What do you say when a friend calls you and tells you that there are bubbles strangely rising out of her toilet and she doesn't know what to do? Tell her to take a picture, of course! Apparently, whatever was causing has magically repaired itself and the bubbles are now gone. I'm not sure what caused this strange phenomenon, but I have the photographic evidence:
Today I learned that my favorite animal at the National Zoo is no longer with us, dying after complications from surgery. The sloth bear was always fun to watch - he seemed like he was really cool and didn't have a care in the world. He looked so friendly and cuddly, much like the polar bear when he swims up to the glass. Like he and I could have hung out near the bamboo. He would have pointed out the cute female, and I would have commented that yeah, she's hot. We would have shared a laugh and maybe an apple. Okay, I know that he was probably deadly and would rather have had me for dinner than a bunch of fruit, but hey, I have a good imagination.
I realize that there are more important things going on in the world, but just taking a moment to think about a creature that didn't have to worry about the war, taxes, health care, unemployment or any of the other messes this world is in gives me a little solace. I hope he's in a happier place.
