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Spiny arboreal lizard of the week

Texas Spiny lizard, Sceloporus olivaceus. Male variety, actual size. Photographed March 25, 2008, at the Twisty Institute for Urban Varmint Research, North South Austin.
This ordinarily doleful reptile amused me for half an hour yesterday with an unscheduled performance of an aerobics routine. It would run along the back of a wooden bench, stop suddenly, execute […]

Stanley: now with even more invective

“By creating the [Animal Compassion] Foundation, Whole Foods Market is pioneering an entirely new way for people to relate to farm animals […].” — Whole Foods CEO John Mackey
Tell me more, John Mackey; I look forward to hearing about this new relationship with farm animals that you so compassionately chop up in cellophane packages in […]

My main man

I do not have to be asked twice to plaster all over the internet photos of my new boyfriend Stanley. I snapped this one of us with my cell phone seconds before he stuck his nose out and lipped it out of my hand. Stanley is in many respects much more interesting than patriarchy-blaming, not […]

Tuesday other-peoples-dogs blogging

Well, it’s happened. Unable to contain her lust for fame, glory, and riches, my sporty sibling Tidy has enrolled her dog Fletch in dock diving school.
Dock diving is a competitive sport invented by ESPN wherein the dog runs like mad toward a body of water, launches itself, and endeavors to splash down at a distance […]

The Procrastination Chronicles

Today’s unrelated arachnid predation photo: Spinybacked orbweaver weaves orb outside Twisty kitchen window; eats head off bee. Gasteracantha cancriformis, North South Austin, August 2007.
As longtime readers know, so that I can stay on top of developments in my field, Google sends me news’n’blog alerts, to the tune of hundreds a day, on topics relevant to […]

The Fucking Pedantic Asshole Chronicles

Unrelated Hill Country Flood photo of the day: My critically-acclaimed golden retriever Bert taunts fate at the brink of deluge. El Rancho Deluxe, August 2007.
You know how you’re sauntering along through your life minding your own beeswax, and some sexist shit goes down, and you, a feminist, naturally respond as one who is sick and […]

Peckish asilid of the week

I am not dead. Or even, aside from a bit of irregularity, sick. Since I freely admit to falling a bit short of meeting either of the aforementioned conditions, you may wonder why no blaming in over a week. Well, I’ll tell you. I do not have, at the moment (or, some would say, ever), […]

I cannot resist one more spider post

Clump of harvestmen writhing in my perpetually unfinished soffit. The reader will kindly forgive the crappy picture quality; I had only my little point-and-shoot with me, having chemobrainedly omitted to throw the Big Camera Bag into the truck prior to departure. Phalangiium sp., Blanco County, TX, July 2007.
Speaking of shrimp foam, the Twisty Arthropod Institute […]

Harmless garden spider of the week

Fig. 7
Here in Austin it has been raining for 40 days and 40 nights. Some spinster aunts would simply throw in the towel and take to their beds with tubs of Cool Whip when confronted with such seratonin-depleting meteorological anomalies, but I am not one of them. No, not I. Instead I don raiment suitable […]

Retreating rodent de la semaine

Dang. Once again, no time to blame. But certainly one never tires of photos of tree trunks with galloping squirrels in the background, so here you are.
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