march of the penguins (straight into my heart)
I have always been a penguin lover. This is no penguin bandwagon post. But were it possible for me to love penguins more, forsooth, I do. Because I saw them march. Or more accurately, waddle. I saw them propel themselves on their stomachs over icy terrain, all so they could bring me the very best of their kind: the baby penguin. Oh yes, and so they could continue their species (take that, pandas).
Aren't they the bestest? Seeing them here, doesn't it just make you hate seals, weirdo birds, and overexcitable penguin parents who drop their cute little eggs in the ice, freezing them before they have a chance to make you smile? And Morgan Freeman for delivering such bad news in that old and knowing way of his? Seriously, this movie would have been perfect if it weren't for all the "realities of wildlife" crap. Even now, it's hard to push the snapping seal jaws of penguin doom out of my mind. Ah, wait. Baby penguins, pictured above. All is calm.
Mmmm, I could go for a penguin egg omelette right about now...
Posted by: Solomonster | August 16, 2005 at 03:42 PM
nooooooooooooooooooooo!
And besides, I thought you were "busy"?
Posted by: employee megan | August 16, 2005 at 03:48 PM
Michael Bay has something to say about this...
http://theonion.com/opinion/index.php?issue=4133
(thanks to Employee Megan for giving me this link so that I can turn around and post it on her own blog. She rules your mom!)
Posted by: Solomonster | August 17, 2005 at 07:05 PM