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Zen Squirrel Now Rocks

    Hey, everyone. A while back I did a post about a squirrel that was acting rather peculiar here at the green retreat. At that time he was sitting and staring at my car for a while, not moving. In the post titled The Zen Squirrel Theories I drew some conclusions as to what could be the little guy's problems. Just lately it seems that the formerly meditative animal has fallen back into the carnality of this present world. He appears to be wearing a hairpiece although it's not as though he needs it. He has a wonderful, even bushy, head of hair. At least it seems that he maintains his healthy diet of acorns and nuts. I chose to set forth a few thoughts as to what may be the reason behind this squirrel's new 'do.
1. He is a Justin Bieber fan.
2. He lost an election bet with a squirrel from another state.
3. The chick squirrels really dig him in long hair.
4. He was getting a little thin on top and it was effecting his self-esteem. I certainly sympathize with that.
5. During his zen days he tried to levitate my car. When he failed he lost faith in spiritual things and decided to rock on.
6. He went from being a casual gamer to being a hardcore gamer and wanted an appearance that would open doors at the south by southwest geek conference.
7. He bought an I-Pad and went from being a constructive member of society to a burn-out.
8. The guy that lives close to him bought an app at the app store that was capable of doing weird things to a picture of an otherwise harmless animal.
    On a more serious note, I bought a new game at the app store today. It's called Archetype and I can't recommend it. Believe it or not, you can only play this game on-line as multiplayer. That makes it useless to me because I never play multi-player. The money lost is not an issue because the game only cost a paltry (cool word) 99 cents. The point is that they should mark the game page quite plainly that it is on-line only. If I could play the darn game it looks like it would be pretty good.
    Hey. I'm loving the game called Rage, which I recently reviewed. I play other games now and they seem to be slow by comparison. For 99 cents it is head and shoulders above some of my other favorites. If you recently bought an I-Pad, jump over to the app store and buy the thing. If you do you almost certainly will have a squirrel like this in your yard, which is cool.
    From the squirrel's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.  
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