My monkey

Hey, this is the Internet, right? And this is my blog? And I can write about anything? Well, that can mean only one thing: monkey statue time. I found a picture of my favorite monkey statue that I had taken sometime ago (he's the one holding the green ball below), and now is as good a time as any to immortalize it. Without further ado:


PS: My wife hates this monkey statue. If he ever turns up missing, at least there is photographic/bloggographic evidence of his awesomeness.

Someone help me with these bats! Bats I say!

Saw a truck on the highway yesterday. On the tailgate it said "Bat problem?" with an 800 number. When I got along side of it, I could see the truck was from "Western Bat Specialists". So cool. I honestly didn't know that bats were a problem in California. Now I realize that is a testament to the way bat removal specialists take care of business.

Before I realized that these bat specialists were real, I thought it would be cool to advertise my own pest removal service for animals that no one will ever see. Perhaps penguin removal or wolverine abatement. Stencil "Wolverine Problems?" on my truck, get an 800 number and, BLAM, instant awesome business. The more I think about it, the better it sounds.