Archive for May, 2008

Cobra Quest Paused

Thursday, May 29th, 2008

     Some of my friends were not too far away from this event.  They’re alright.  They couldn’t tell me which of these reports about the event were correct. 

     I think I’ll be redirecting my search efforts. 

Quoting Reagan

Tuesday, May 27th, 2008

     "If you are going to let one segment of society or one area of the country become maligned without insisting that the truth be known, all other segments and areas are subject to similar fates."

     – Ronald Reagan, Remarks at the Kiwanis International Convention in St Louis, MO; 21 Jun 1951.  From Speaking My Mind.  New York:  Simon & Schuster Paperbacks, 1989; p. 20.

Arachnophobia

Wednesday, May 21st, 2008

     I was on my way into one of the buildings with some other folks here when I espied this spider.  As best I could tell it was an argiope spider.  This one was about as big as my outstretched hand.  Someone took a picture of me pointing to the spider, but I haven’t seen the photographer since.  One of the locals claimed the spider was poisonous.  I doubt it was, but all the same I stopped putting my hand near it for size comparisons. 

**20080607 Update:   I found the photo my friend sent me where I was pointing at the spider.  You have to click on the photo to see it in its entirety (meaning both my smiling mug and the spider itself). 

 

Looking for Wildlife

Friday, May 2nd, 2008

     I’m the type of guy who doesn’t shy away from wildlife, no matter how wild the life.  If a trail at a national park says to "Beware of mountain lions," it’s a pretty safe bet that you’ll find me on that trail looking for a mountain lion.

     This place is no different, although I’ve had to adjust my tactics.  There is a field I have to traverse to get to work sometimes.  It’s not a very big field, and it has varying grass heights.  Parts of it get mowed, other parts are kept short by roving goats, and other parts rarely get cut so the grass grows about knee-height.  Some of my friends pointed out that sometimes people have found snakes in that field.  Snakes? Cool!

     Oh! The snakes are often cobras.

     I’ve stopped walking across that field. 

     . . . at night, that is.  Let’s not get unnecessarily frightened here.  I would love to see a wild cobra! From a relatively safe distance, anyway.  I figure I’ve got the goats as an early-warning indicator during the day when they’re out.  I just stay away from the tall grass where I can’t see anything.