The Maniacal Rantings of Lard Bobbo

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

In The Nature With Lard Bobbo

Since last post: 2 F's, 2 D's, 1 D+, and 1 NX, I heard NX means you don't have to worry about it, but it was in the class that DIDN'T count for credit, so academic probations all 'round!

It started during the last 2 weeks of the fall semester, I remember seeing 3 pups, all with identical coats, near the front of the library, with another behind the library doing whatever, I believe I actually told it "Uhh, your friends are that way."

I saw 1 again shortly after arriving back here with poor academic standing, and I thought nothing of it. End of that.

I saw 1 yet again (probably the same 1 from behind the library) on Friday the 11th, and then I noticed something, the tail was not raised, something usually seen on, not pups, but wolf cubs. Little baby wolves on campus? AweSOME!!! But I need something more than my undescriptive description to get confirmation of their wolviness. So I set out (haphazardly) with the intent of capturing 1 of these animals on film--uh digital memory...


No luck, but found something interesting not but 2-3 feet from where I saw 1 earlier that day...

Someone's been feeding them, I don't blame 'em, I'd keep 1 if I could get away with it.

Day--Night 1 was a bust, let's see if I did better the following day...


Troy McGreggor: FOOD!
Crow T. Robot impersonating Zap Rowsdower, a Canadian: Yeah, no beer d'ou.
*Man climbs down from ceiling*
Tom Servo impersonating Troy: More FOOD!
Man draws shotgun: What the hell you doing here?
Crow impersonating Troy: We were eating your FOOD!

Damn, the wrist strap got in the way. Let's see here, light and dark dry foods, some wet food, water, and what looks like a giant egg roll, don't ask. Apart from that, nothing new for Sunday morning. In case you were wondering, I was quoting Mystery Science Theater 3000, making fun of The Final Sacrifice, a Canadian B-movie, or "Zap & Troy: The Legendary Journeys" as Mike called it.

All was quiet (I had stopped hunting and decided to keep the camera on me just in case I spot 1 on the way 2 class), and with the snow comes new evidence that I'm not crazy (every little bit helps).


What a nice effect this picture ha--wait a minute...THE LENS DIDN'T OPEN ALL THE WAY AGAIN, DAMMIT!

Take 2: better, Wolffit twacks, uh-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu.

And by pure chance, after going to the library, tried to get a copy of a project I'm working on so i could work on it out of class (no such luck, there was a class in the computer lab), and headed toward the student union debating weather or not to get something to eat from there, and there it was...


Awwww... Ain't 'e cute...

Tail down, just as I said, but my sources say that not gray wolves aren't suppose to be anywhere near Terre Haute, let alone the university campus in the center of downtown.

Off he goes (or she, I decided not to get that close, so your guess is as good as mine).

Yes, that's it, show more face...beautiful!

Mmmm-mmm, that must've been some gooooood giant egg roll.

Cannon PowerShot A530, 4x optical zoom, and 16x digital zoom, man the 16x looks like crap.

I really would like to have a pet, or 2 (cat and 2 dogs), but I'm in the middle of college, and I'm pretty sure these dorms have strict No Pets policy with the possible exception for small fish (fat lotta good that does me), and I know that if I got a pet and asked Mom and Dad to take care of it while I'm here, I'll get the standard "We are not going to take care of your pets, it's your responsibility," I wonder what the pet policy is at the off campus student apartment complexes...

In related news: My sister Sharon "Elucidated Ponderings of an Apathetic Mind" Spilmon got a cat, Dai-kun the Impaler (I'd say she has a screw loose, but the same applies to both me, my immediate family, and my Mom's side of the family, Dad's side qualifies as normal, but they do have black sheep who are fun to be around) as for my parents, they're still going through the "Never again" phase with pets and children, I still find it funny that Mom did not know she was pregnant with me till the 5th month. Sadly though, Ma wasn't laughing so she had her tubes tied right after my cesarean. Man, being the accident of the family rocks!

Oh, I almost forgot, the reason I did this is to find out if they are wolfs or just wild dogs, so anyone who has a sliver of background on the subject please post comment.

Please note: I am a lazy bastard. Even so, I still check for comments just a tad more often than I post, the last few posts were pitiful. I will now leave you all with a quote from Johnny 5: Need input!

Edit: I now realize that I had comments set 2 registered users only. Seeing as how my parents and everyone they tell about this blog are not a registered users, I felt it wise to fix that. Now everyone can put their 2 cents in, even Aunt Nancy! Enjoy.