Monday, January 09, 2006

I saw a possum last night. It was as big as a fat cat, or a corgi. They aren't necessarily the ugliest animals on the face of the earth, but they are certainly one of the most confusing. Their ugliness isn't streamlined like insects, nor horrifying like demonic visages. It's a mish-mash, hodge-podge ugliness, like a clump of string, hair, dirt and who-knows-what-else that you always find in the corner of a room. And then that naked rat's tail the color of cold caucasain skin... Did God get bored one day?


dwain said...

Cold Caucasian skin? I can't decide if that's a brilliant analogy or crap. Of course, it's been a while since I've seen one, so it could be right on. Moses (whom you may recall) actually had a pet possum for a while. Its mother and siblings were killed by vicious mechanics at Wal-mart who stabbed them with screwdrivers and forced oil down her throat. Ninth circle of hell. Anyway, "Robber" was adorably cute, and his tail felt really cool. He met his demise when a brown recluse bit him.

I have no problem killing spiders with screwdrivers, glue, flamethrowers, nuclear weapons, etc.

Laura said...

I think it's a horrible analogy that could have been said better, but "skin" was so general, and I was thinking specifically of my own hands after being exposed to frigid temps. oh well. what's that award for bad writing? That's the beauty and downfall of blogs--one gets to publish without editing.
You know, you probably would have been very good in Dr. Hurlow's writing classes. She outright demanded criticism (constructive, mind you), and it took a long time for students to warm up to the possibility of saying, "that's not good, you could have done better."