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Bekah: Work on your play!!!

Bekah:…No.

Bekah: DO IT!!!!

Bekah: No! I’m busy!

Bekah: Doing WHAT?!

Bekah: I just – I really need to look at these pictures of micropigs for just a few hours.

Bekah: I want a divorce.

Little bear affectionately named ‘jarhead’ by biologists in Florida was raiding trash with his mother and siblings when, well, this happened. D’oh. It looks silly but also severely disturbing. Don’t worry, they finally got the jar off his head. After TEN DAYS of trying to track he and his family down. SO SAD AND AWESOME AND SAD.

I only have 7 days left of my job, and two things are happening: one: the days are going by SO. SLOW. Two: I am getting really nervous. I want to be excited, and I AM, but it’s just hard to walk away from a great job, from the best co-workers EVER, from security, from Health Insurance. I know that I’m doing the write thing, and how my summer is filling up with deadlines and the like, I really don’t know how I would have managed both. But, my worst fear is that 6 months down the line I’ll need a job again and will end up stuffing gift bags and a Bridal Magazine party for ten dollars an hour or wearing a rented tux and opening doors. True Stories.

Oh well, here’s to a leap of faith, and to the Future!!

fyi, that lamb is taking a Leap of Faith. It’s a metaphor, okay? Is there a massive, angry river below him? Or a hungry dinosaur? Or: is it soft, pleasant Grass?

 I’m in San Fransisco for a few days of R and R with Buddy!! Ummm, it is slightly better than New York. New York, do you have lemon trees outside your window?

Or little Chihuahuas?!!!!

No. You do not.

Well. You might have Chihahuas, but they are most likely rude and wearing shirts.

Steve: I’ve been watching too many nature shows of chimps killing each other for no reason and it’s making me really sad.

Bekah: They just – kill each other?

Steve: Well they gang up on one of them, for no apparent reason, or because he’s got short legs or something, just because he’s an outcast, and then they all kill him.

(Pause.)

Bekah: Well maybe they have to kill him because they’re protecting their species? It’s not like conscious but they just know they have to kill him because if they don’t, he will have kids with shorter legs, and then they will have kids with even shorter legs, and before they know it, they won’t be able to run from danger. And then they won’t be able to survive. As a species.

(Pause.)

Steve: Well that was the argument the Nazi’s made.

(Pause.)

Bekah: Oh.

Or: Reason number 1,347 why I like Steve, who sent this to me at 3 am:  

‘We have animals living with us. As us. Over thousands of years they
have been bred and evolved to live in harmony with us. Have we evolved
in unison with our domesticated animals? I propose that living with
animals increases overall health and happiness of people. Thus our
pets allow us to live a longer life, have more babies, and spread our
evolutionary seed. So, perhaps we have evolved to love animals as a
survival instinct. Petting a cat is soothing and relieves stress that
would keep me occupied when that bear turned the corner and tried to
eat me.’

…..PUPPIES!!!!!!

Or – A puppy.

A scene from my 24 hour play ‘Like’ -

…which I sadly missed, but I hear it went swimmingly! A play about a girl trying to, you know, like not say like –  or, A play about how utterly hard it is to change our behavior, and that of others.

Awww! My uncle’s goat had a baby! Therefore, I am its …Aunt? It’s great-cousin twice removed? Its new special friend?