An ever evolving blog, concerning an evolutionary riddle, wrapped in a conundrum of geological time and hosted by an Eocenic enigma.
Reason - Rationality - Skepticism - Logic - Secularism - Humanism - Atheism
Does this mean I have to stop slicing open caterpillars to read their guts so I can figure out what to blog on tomorrow? Jeez, that takes all the fun out of it.
Evo - old regimes die hard.Grumpy - I was wrong about you. I thought you had graduated from caterpillars to groundhogs several years ago.
Groundhogs? Bah! Caterpillar guts are where the action is. But I do want to assure you that I carry out only humane auguries. The caterpillars get a knockout feast of vermouth wine and hemlock leaves, and afterwards they are stitched up and bandaged, given a little antibiotic, usually Scotch, and put back into the wild.
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