The internet is AMAZING. I have nothing to do tonight and the weather is terrible, so I was just sitting here knocking around the internet when I remembered that GRC told me about Ligers and Tigons. These are hybrids of Lions and Tigers. Well, when she told me about them I was pretty amazed. I mean why would someone force Lions and Tigers to mate, well, I guess people were obsessed with this kind of thing.

Anyway, I decided to look some pictures up, and HOLY TOLEDO, the combonation of a Lion dad and a Tiger mom is MASSIVE. I'm talking 900 pounds of wild cat! It's HUGE. Check it out! http://www.tigers-animal-actors.com/about/liger/ligerkrf.JPG. On one site it said that the Liger is so big because the growth inhibitor in female lions and make tigers is not present in the parents on a Liger. But, Tigons (Tiger dad and lion mom) are smaller then both parents. Also, the hybrids are NOT sterile. They can have babies with either lions or tigers.

This I find amazing, but you know what blew my mind? It seems that a much lesser known hybrid is the Leopon. It is a hybrid of a male leopard and a Lioness. The most famous case was in a Japanese zoo - there are actual pictures of the leopard and the lioness doing it!

There is another Lion hybrid with a Jaguar. It's called a Jaglion. There are also Jaguar and leopard hybrids.

I think this kind of thing happened because zoo keepers didn't have the internet or TV or friends or something to keep them busy. Still, it's pretty amazing!
- posted by Debbie @ 10:24 PM |

 

I think I am in what is know the last couple days of my cold. I've become so accustomed to it that I'm going to give it a name, Pete. My cold's name is Pete. Pete's been hanging around for a few days now and it looks like he doesn't want to leave although I have been showing him the door since the day we met. Pete won't leave me the hell alone and he ain't cute.
Although, it seems all the bad vibes I have been giving out at the office have magically found their way to the one person I have directing them at. They whizzed around my interns and flew straight past my one boss and hit my other boss dead in the sinus. Yes folks, I have managed to give my boss the terrible cold I have been suffering with. He started clearing his throat this morning and by 2:30pm he had a full-on cough. I was obviously pleased. The really funny thing is that I could hear him on the phone talking about it saying "Well, that Deborah must be mad at me or something. She gave me her damn cold." I was like WOW, that is EXACTLY what happened. I was so pissed off, I actually willed my germs over to him! I love this new found power. I'm going to use it all next week. I'm going to see if I can make him get a period. That would be sweet. He'd have to take the day off.
My other boss has been staying away from me for the week partially because of the cold. But also because I have made it clear that I don't feel like being nice to anyone. He has, although, been trying to placate me with cds. I find this hilarious because he is under the impression that I have a deep love for world music. So, normally he gives me some cd featuring a wailing tribe's man from Papua New Guinea and a didgeridoo soloist mixed by Manu Chao. Thanks (If I've offended any world music, didgeridoo, or Manu Chao fans out there, I don't care). But, this time he gave me M.I.A. It's EXCELLENT. She's this London born Sri Lankan hip hop artist. It's a bomb, yo. So run, yo.

So, I was chatting with my new intern today. I'll call her IT&T. Why T&T because she is pure Trinidad and Tobago. She's 21 and hilarious. She's all excited because her family is having her walk the front line at Caribana this year. What does that mean? Well, for those of you not in the Caribbean community I'll explain. They are going to dress her up in a skimpy costume (there will most likely be a liberal use of glitter and gold make-up) and then she will gyrate down Lakeshore Blvd for hours while relatives pour scotch in her mouth. Ah, tradition.

Anyway, thankfully the week is over and I can curl up on the couch and get some rest so that Pete will finally get the hell out of my life.

- posted by Debbie @ 6:32 PM |

 
So, this morning I woke up at five minutes to 8. Needless to say I was going to be late for work. But, since I don’t care about my job anymore, I didn’t beat myself up about it. I wonder if creepy old men get more affected by spring than the rest of us. I wonder this because as I walked out of the house this morning and had to have this conversation:

Creepy old man, “Ah, good morning”
Me, locking my door, “Good morning”
COM, “You go to work”
Me, “Yes, and I’m running late.”
COM, “You married.”
Me, wondering where this conversation is going, “No, I’m not”
COM, “You have a boyfriend.”
Me, for some reason unable to lie, “No, not right now.”

Then there was a strange misunderstanding

COM, “I do.”
Me, “You have a boyfriend?”
COM, “Yes”

Then, it becomes clear it was just a language problem.

COM, “I can be good boyfriend. You beautiful, I treat you nice.”
Me, “No, thank you. I have to go now”

So, I crossed the road and the creepy old man made kissing noises at me from across the street all the way to the corner where another creepy old man smiled at me and started whispering things to me.
- posted by Debbie @ 11:02 AM |

 
So, I am at work right now and the bosses are talking about some bridge built 500 years ago by a guy named Sulemon the Magnificent. Well, I guess Sulemon had his slaves build it. Anyway, I was thinking that it would be great if my last name was “The Magnificent”. It would be way more fun than my own last name. But then I guess I would have a lot to live up to.

As it stands now, I could probably pull off Debbie “with the great hair” or Debbie “the Super Loud” or even Debbie “the Incredibly Frustrated at Work”, but these are just straws that I am grasping at.

My illness seems to have taken an interesting turn today. My eyes hurt. My actual eyes hurt. I have never had this problem before. I have no idea what it means.
- posted by Debbie @ 4:36 PM |

 
Oh my god I am so sick right now. AND I am actually at work. WHY?! I had to come in to look at a stupid ad. I don't know how long I will be here. Not only am I sick but the office stinks like sewage. The pleasures of working in a basement are infinite! The jewel in the crown that is today is that the first e-mail I opend up was from a job I applied for. They have filled the position.

Some days you really should just stay in bed.
- posted by Debbie @ 8:51 AM |