On my walk tonight, I thought of another application of the Blueberry Principle: stars.
The more you look the more you see, you see.
Sometimes you focus in and realize that a big star is actually a cluster of a bunch of small ones. So yes alright okay maybe I was walking at the park in the dark.
Awareness.
Chyeah.
Earlier today, I was in the garage loading up plastics, paperboard, and other materials to recycle.
This is a move where I would cross fold, and the plastic, paperboard, and other materials would fold behind me and follow me around.
That is a square dance joke in case you were wondering.
I moved the bin with glass and magazines in it, and there was a long worm-looking thing under it. I thought, 'Hey, this is a worm. Molly likes worms. I'll put this in a jar and take it to her so she can slurp it up.'
I got close with one of the glass jars, but it moved all weird and then stuck out its black tongue at me as if to say, "I am not worm. I am Snek."
See, 'snek' is the word for a baby snake. Also goes by snäk. If that gets a red squiggle in your word processor, you might want to go ahead and add that to your dictionary.
I told Mike about it, and he got the broom and I promptly ushered it out of the garage and down a hole it slithered, which means it was a center in a line and slid past the other center nose-to-nose.
That was another square dance joke. Try to keep up.
So while Mike and I hauled the recyclables down to jailhouse alley, we deliberated about Snek. Why was a baby snake in our garage? How could it benefit by being there? What do baby snakes even eat?
Mike suggested mice. But to fit into a worm-sized snek, they would have to be some really small mice.
Reeeeeeeally small.
Almost mice-roscopic.
Then he thought a little bit and said, "I got it. They eat dust!"
Because, like, of the whole Genesis 3:14 thing.
But then he went on to say that they are Nature's Maids - subsisting on whilst cleaning up the dust of the earth.
And after that all I could think about was
| Snek Photo credit: alorix |
| Also Snek Photo Credit: @spicedpopsicle |
So apparently this is not a new idea. No, not a new idea at all.
I just really hope that wasn't a baby rattlesnake in my garage because then, well,
*clears throat, then speaks in a hoarse whisper*
where's the mom!?!?!!
Baby rattlesnake is so cute because the rattle is already built in,
TWS
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