These are called lammergeyers (or bearded vultures) and they live in the mountains and they look like dragon-birds and I would like the go on an adventure with one.
Guys I- I FOUND THE VEGGIE TALES YOUTUBE CHANNEL. Someone stop me.
I found The Water Buffalo song.
On The Subject of Veggie Tales
I was raised catholic and used to watch Veggie Tales a lot when I was younger.
I still have a lot of respect for it, because it’s funny and it introduced me to Star Trek (the first episode I ever watched took place on the USS Applepies), and it has episodes like ‘Lyle the Kindly Viking’ and ‘Sheerluck Holmes,’ and characters like The Pirates Who Don’t Do Anything, and it isn’t just religious. I mean, there’s an early episode calls ‘God Wants Me To Forgive Them?’ And it’s literally just a spoof of Gilligan’s Island where Larry crashes the boat because he was pretending to rescue some whales and his friends have trouble forgiving him. It’s a show about being a decent vegetable, and a decent human being.
It has these really great well-developed characters too. I am not kidding. There are better characters on a show about biblical singing vegetables than there are in crime shows and Disney movies combined.
It also has Silly Songs With Larry (which are maybe three minutes long and almost never had anything to do with the plot and are the greatest thing ever and if you and if you don’t like Silly Songs YOU’RE WRONG.)
The thing is though; I’m not just going to go on about how great Veggie Tales is right now (but in all seriousness it’s aces, please go watch it.) I’m here because of an episode I saw on the television the other day.
It was called A Snoodle’s Tale and I believe it came out in 2003 and it deals with self-esteem and the first part is decent as usual, and then comes THIS MORAL:
It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks about you because God loves you and sees value in you.
The thing is, no. The world doesn’t work that way and it’s not even a matter of religion and belief in God, you’re here and people’s interactions with you matter. Nothing is going to work out just because some mystical creator watching from on high ‘likes you.’ And that might be a bit sad for some people, it’s sad that there’s so much more to human self-esteem than some figment looking after you. I’m not going offer up a better moral here, that’s not the sort of thing I do, and I have really controversial opinions, so that’s not what this is about, nor is it about undermining a children’s show about animated taking food. What I’m getting at here is that people shouldn’t be blind to their faith. It can ruin them, and God won’t be there to save them from themselves either.
EVERYBODY’S GOT A WATER BUFFALO, WATER BUFFALO, WATER BUFFALO, OH, EVERYBODY’S GOT A WATER BUFFALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Thank you, G’night.
Harry Harlow was a psychologist who ran experiments on rhesus macaques in 1932. They were given the choice between two surrogate ‘mothers,’ one made of wire, and the other made of cloth and wood. Harlow found that even if the wire mother was the only one supplementing food, the cloth mother would still be preferred. Simply because the need for warmth and contact is remarkably strong even from birth. Harlow also put monkeys in partial and total isolation, including a chamber called ‘the well of despair,’ which was entirely dark and isolated. Monkeys could be left in it for up to ten weeks. The results included psychological damage, permanent to different degrees, poor immune systems, and endocrine systems that didn’t operate correctly (increase and decrease in different proteins.)
This is a picture of the dove that’s always around my neighborhood that makes maniacal screeching noises instead of the soft cooeing of its brethren.
It was here when we moved and its been here ever since. I thought the winter might have been the end of it considering it sounds like it has avian throat cancer, but heard it’s familiar call one day walking home in February and slipped on a frozen puddle in surprise.
It’s still lurking around. This photo was taken two hours ago, and I can hear it outside.
Maybe its cursed? Maybe it just wants to come inside? Maybe it thinks it sounds amazing? (which it does I guess, in an ironic sort of way.)
We may never know.
I drew this really late at night when I was half asleep and was convinced it was comedy gold at the time.
I now want a show where Boromir and Ned Stark are best friends and go an adventures together.
