Death Of The Great Pretender

    Hey, everyone. This is a track of a raccoon. I found it under water at the creek behind my house. Notice their long and nimble fingers? I had a silly post a while back about a raccoon playing a guitar. Those fingers make you wonder if they could be taught many things. Notice the thumb. By the way, some deep prints will still be discernible after several days with water flowing over them.
     Today at work I saw something rather cool. I walked outside to get something out of my car. There was a mockingbird sitting on a power line. I saw a flash of color and the mockingbird sort of exploded in a barrage of feathers as a hawk hit him. A hawk gets such impetus because he folds his wings and dives like a maniac. There is no fight and there is no battle and there is no mercy. The hawk just comes from such a great height that he is an irresistible force.
    The odd thing about this was not the unfortunate demise of the mockingbird, however. A few months ago I did a post here on the blog about a mockingbird that was having some fun with a squirrel. The mockingbird was hidden in a leafy tree and he was watching this family of squirrels. He would imitate the screech of a hawk and the squirrels would just go ape. They are deathly afraid of hawks and for good reason. The squirrels 'fuss' when they get upset, chattering and doing this odd sound that sounds kind of like they are trying to clear their throat. Anyway, the squirrels would quiet down and the mockingbird would cry out like a hawk again. He was driving the squirrels nuts, no pun intended. The squirrels deserve to be messed with because they are not nice people. One day there were about 8 squirrels playing in the yard and a shadow passed over them as a hawk floated by, high overhead. It was hilarious the way those squirrels disappeared.
       My thought today at work was that the mockingbird could have been imitating a hawk, and a hawk heard him and decided to punch his ticket. That would be cool to document, don't you think?
    On an unrelated topic, let me tell you about a video I saw on AOL.com today. There is a pod (a group) of killer whales off the coast of California who have devised a plan to kill sharks. It seems that one of them will zoom in on a Great White Shark from the side and smash into it. While the shark is stunned the killer whale takes the shark in its mouth and turns him upside down so that the shark suffocates. Then the killer whale and his good buddies eat the shark. The bigger they are, the harder they fall, I suppose.
    Hey, do you think that Apple named their music device after a group of whales?

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Shadowgun: Killing The Windbreaker

Hey, everyone. I thought it might be a good time for a bit of an update on the riveting game called Shadowgun. Consider this your spoiler alert and tune out if you want to. Once you get past the dreaded Driller, things get better but you are certainly not out of the woods. You will want to make sure you keep a full clip in your gun as you stroll through the realm of the evil and crazy Dr. Simon. But hey, you're John Slade, the Shadowgun, and wherever you set your foot is the place to which your authority extends. I love the way that some of the barriers disintegrate under the impact of bullets. I didn't learn this at my mother's knee but I darn sure know it now. I have learned that there are certain places it is good to plan on using the rocket launcher. Keep your stock of those filled. There are these transporter guys who are aggressive punks. The only way they respect you is if you kill them, so that's the way I roll. As you know by now, their strategy

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Hey, everyone. Let's talk about the game called Shadowgun, the I-Pad game with which I have a love-hate relationship. Most of you who made it past the evil Cyber Lobster are doubtless locked in a death struggle with the Driller at the end of level 4. At this point you have been in the cave for a long time. The Driller breaks through the rock wall and chases you through the tunnel as you try to shoot out the green lights which slows the Driller down. If you are slick enough to shoot out all the lights and emerge from the cave, a rolling door crashes on the Driller and crushes his aggravating carcass. I have tried and failed to beat the Driller at least 250 times. I hate the Driller to the heights and depths my soul can reach. I hate it like a plague. I hate it with intensity of feeling. I hate it like a rich man hates taxes. Excuse me, I got carried away. We had a big dinner here at the green retreat and my friend Trevor was here today. He is my gaming consultant. I tol

Men In Black 3, Just Empty Black Suits?

Hey, everyone, out there in the world! Nice of you to stop by. Today I downloaded Men In Black 3 for I-Pad. There were a number of positive reviews on the app store, but there were several reviews that complained about the game failing to open. This was my experience. It opened to the screen shown above and froze there. At least it was free. I have an I-Pad 3, so maybe you will have better luck with yours. EA games is having a big sale for the holiday weekend. I already have most of the titles which are on sale, however. I did buy several games this weekend, though, and I'd like to tell you about them. Get Out of My Galaxy is a Mario type of space game in which you control a monster with 4 arms. The dude eats rocks and has a penchant for slapping little cone-headed aliens. There are a certain number of aliens to slap on every planet, then you move on to the next world. There are power-ups to grab as you go along, for health and other things. There is prickly vegetatio

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