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posted by Dr.Pew @ 10:27 pm
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I tend to find myself slightly out of step with my surroundings. While this is quite possibly due to my innate leftfootedness and nurtured rightfootedness, I chose to ignore this incongruity by drowning out the offbeat with tunes that fit my own rhythm. A potential insomniac, I’ve an inherent penchant for white nights and bright-eyed dawns. I revel in the transitory stages of life and dance when I fear most to stumble. Despite being educated to PhD level, I’m severely doordyslexic and invariably lose my way in carparks. I’ve an affinity with the road less travelled, admittedly largely due to my warped navigational skills. It’s an inadequacy that’s set in motion most of the greater things in my life. My libertarian mindset clashes with the inherently Darwinian genetic imprint of those constituting the societal realm. It’s a realisation that keeps me awake at night. To avert stresses and frustration, I climb up active volcanoes or engage strangers in deep conversation. Such actions are strangely soothing. I trust life to be rather inconsequential in the grander scale of things. This belief only intensifies my zest for life.
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There seems to be spme fascination among scientists with penguin poo. I also penned a few notes on the topic some time back:
http://self-preservationsociety.blogspot.com/2005/05/projectile-penguin-poo.html
What joy when I clicked on your blog this morning! You have inadvertently hit upon two topics dear to my heart in one small post. I once used to profess a deep desire to be a penguin "when I grow up" and toilet habits, in all their various forms, have managed to obtain the same significance for me as death has to Alvy Singer. I must get a copy of this paper...
I was never not going to comment on this post.
Typical. The minute I write about pooh, people comment. Does make me wonder about the type of readers this blog attracts ;-)
Of course, when I say "I used to profess a deep desire" I'm actually referring to just last year and I was very specific as to my penguinity (- I wished to be one of the penguins who hang out at the Hilton Hawaiian Village on Oahu) and when I refer to Alvy Singer I don't mean so much an obsession as a comedic thread running through my life
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