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I tend to refer to it as extreme cycling because it sounds more impressive&amp;nbsp; like I've spent half of the morning hanging off the north face of the Eiger, and while an hour of intensive workout felt extreme for the first few sessions it doesn't feel so extreme now.&lt;br /&gt;
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It also feels less cutting edge when I look to my left and see the 82-year-old man who shows up here far more regularly than me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nevertheless,&amp;nbsp;the Y can still freak me out on a Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp;There are too many kids and parents, too many cars in the parking lot and too much noise, Today a photo session with kids had been moved from the outdoor pool area to the gym which was full of parents jostling for position and looking angrily around for a member of staff to shout at.&lt;br /&gt;
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At such times I sometimes feel the urge to become Sanctimonious World View Man (SWVM) - a sort of superhero without portfolio or bright blue underpants, and to go up to them and yell: "Look Soccer Mom. There are kids now facing bullets in Syria, and you are about to go postal over waiting 20 minutes for a photo which won't be much better than one you could have taken on your smart phone."&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;
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The other thing that bothers me about the Y is all the slogans and references to "Judeo-Christian values." &lt;br /&gt;
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What the heck does that mean? In layman's terms you either believe Jesus was the main man or just some beardy dude who was great at parties because he could turn water into wine&amp;nbsp;so as&amp;nbsp;you didn't&amp;nbsp;have to go out and&amp;nbsp;pick up&amp;nbsp;a crate at Total Wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I slogged up imaginary hills to Mumford and Sons I allowed my mind to wander as to the meaning of the slogan on the wall "Make Every Day your Masterpiece."&lt;br /&gt;
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It got me back to thinking about Jesus again and the fact most of my&amp;nbsp;days look more like this...&lt;br /&gt;
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In 2012 an elderly woman&amp;nbsp;who considered herself an artist took it&amp;nbsp;upon herself to restore a crumbling fresco of Jesus with his crown of thorns at&amp;nbsp;the Sanctuary of Mercy Church in Borjanos&amp;nbsp;in southern Spain.&lt;br /&gt;
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The result was quite unlovely, although ironically it brought worldwide media attention to a little known and inconsequential fresco.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was thinking about super heroes and Marvel comics, but as a kid I had singularly missed out on this quintessential slice of boy's own nerdism. So my Iron Man education has been retroactive.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the film Robert Downey Jr. rather amusingly plays Tony Stark, aptly assisted by Gwyneth Paltrow his love interest. Already this idea engaged me - fortysomethings are the heroes and heroines of this movie. We are not over the hill; we are fighting people who turn into lava and blow up.&lt;br /&gt;
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The bad guy is rather effectively played by Guy Pearce, the Australian actor who was born in Cambridge, England just a couple of weeks after me. Pearce is the only character I am aware of who successfully escaped from the straightjacket of the Aussie soap opera Neighbors with the exception of Kylie Minogue.&lt;br /&gt;
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I read a piece in&amp;nbsp;Wired which explained how Iron Man 3 is an empowerment movie for women; to my mind it's an empowement movie for middle aged people. Life is sure to begin at 40, as soon as I have thrown off this nasty cough.&lt;br /&gt;
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In reality Iron Man is rooted in another era. &lt;br /&gt;
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In 1963 story plotter Stan Lee had been toying creating a businessman superhero. It's a matter of some relief he wasn't around doing the same sort of thing today or we may have ended up with Trump Man, a portly, obnoxious super hero who does battle with his enemies by unleashing the power of his terrible comb over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Back in the 1960s Stark was depicted as a character who suffers a severe chest injury during a kidnapper in which his captors tried to make him build a weapon of mass destruction (not to mention planting it in the deserts of Iraq).&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead Stark used the suit to protect the world as Iron Man. Through his corporation Stark Industries he produces weapons to fight crime. Iron Man was apparently a vehicle for Lee to explore Cold War themes.&lt;br /&gt;
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He explained: "I gave myself a dare. It was the height of the Cold War. The readers, the young readers, if there was one thing they hated, it was war, it was the military ... so I got a hero who represented that to the hundredth degree. He was a weapons manufacturer, he was providing weapons for the Army, he was rich, he was an industrialist. I thought it would be fun to take the kind of character that nobody would like, none of our readers would like, and shove him down their throats and make them like him..."&lt;br /&gt;
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So there's the irony for all those people who love Tony Stark. You were meant to hate him dudes. He represented the arms race, Nikita Khruschev and all that malarky.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Reportage is about the newspaper industry at the time of the decline of the industry when the egos of the reporters has failed to keep pace with the general fall in influence of once great publications. People often ask where I am going with a novel and I have few clues. I just write and see where it takes me, an approach that those who meticulously plan, treat with a&amp;nbsp; good deal of suspicion. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;In this extract from Chapter 1, vain star reporter Charles Matthews is horrified to learn he has been assigned the intern for a week. Matthews has just blown the lid on his investigation into City Hall corruption and is basking in the glory of the exclusive. Even Peter Carlos-Clarke, the notorious published of the Globe, seems to be impressed. He is meeting his news editor Tom Watson. Yet a meeting with the intern quickly&amp;nbsp;undermines Matthews' day of triumph.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Watson pulled up a news budget. “You have follow-ups to that
story today Charles and don’t forget you have the intern in tow this week.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Oh fuck no,” Tom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Oh fuck yes,” said Tom chewing a wad of tobacco. “Just
don’t pull that Pulitzer winner line on me again. It’s a great thing Charles
but you were part of a big team. Team is important on the Globe. And that
includes letting Penny &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;shadow you this week.
You’re not too grand for that yet.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Matthews’ pale blue eyes met those of his news editor. He
didn’t need Watson to tell him he was the Globe’s star reporter. He saw it in
Watson’s eyes. On an oblique level&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Matthews knew Watson saw something &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;of his young self in his protegee, although
Matthews could never imagine this thick set man, sporting his style of &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;insouciance or his wispy blond locks. Matthews
knew Watson could have had any job he wanted at one time. Instead he became
stuck in management, leaving him subject to the mercurial whims of Peter
Carlos-Clarke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Matthews was about to take his leave when there was a
powerful nudge at the door and Carlos-Clarke pushed his way in, looking left
and right like a prize fighter spoiling for a fight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Matthews, my man,” grunted the publisher and stuck a robust
hairy hand out, gripping the reporter so hard he almost winched. Matthews
wanted to pull away. There was something repugnant about the olive green hand
covered in hairs that stuck out of the pin striped jacket. Matthews thought of a gorilla being fitted up by the best tailor in town. Carlos-Clarke had
done everything he could to distance himself from the Barrios, down to tacking
on his wife’s last name to his own, but Matthews could see through it.
Sometimes when Carlos-Clarke got angry, his carefully cultivated Mid Western
accent fell away and the guttural tones of the burrito street vendor, returned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Now he was grinning heartily and back slapping Matthews and
the reticent Watson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“That’ll shake em up at City Hall eh? Investigative
reporting at its finest.” Then his caterpillar brows knitted for a few seconds.
“We don’t expect to hear from the lawyers, do we Watson?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It was typical of the publisher to cut the reporter out of
such deliberations, even though he was the best one to give an answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“No,” said Watson quietly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Then great job guys. When’s the next awards ceremony?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And before either of them could answer his squat form was
out of the door and barreling down to another department. Matthews moved to
leave too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Oh Charles,” said Watson. “I meant to say. Penny Harris is
in the lunch room. I told her you’d go and see her.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Who is Penny Harris?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“The intern, of course.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Oh God. Yes.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“It’s only a week Charles and try to get her involved a
bit.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Matthews’s reporter instinct was suddenly aroused. “You
don’t normally take this much interest in an intern."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Watson cleared his throat in the manner of a man who wanted
it known he was clearing his throat. “I should mention her father plays golf
with him upstairs, which is why your name was mentioned in relation to
shadowing. I’m very sorry about that. Thought it was only polite to mention.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Yeah thank a lot Tom. I’ll try not to get your ass chewed
by Carlos-Clarke; just no weather stories right.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“You know I don’t strike deals with reporters Charles. But
in this case I am prepared to grant you that,” said Watson with a low laugh.
“Now get out of here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The Globe building with its art deco façade and chilly
polished hallways occupied an imposing position on Jefferson Square.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From the boardroom at the top it afforded an
unparalleled view of eight lanes of traffic as it slammed up to the square
before being diverted away on an ugly concrete highway to the west.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The building had whole floors now that were
occupied by forlorn huddles of people who looked nervously at the open spaces
around them as they became vaster by the month. The place was built in a
different era; one in which newspapers were powerhouses that vied with City
Hall for preeminence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Even Matthews felt a chill pass over him as he walked the
polished floors of the 8&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; floor hallway. The light was refracted
here and a cold blue hue that made the reporter think of a thin waterfall in the shadow of a mountain, fell on the floors from the windows at head height. This
was a high concrete bridge that was a back way to the print works. Matthews
liked to take it to get to the dining room when he wanted to avoid colleagues.
But it was always empty. You would never encounter anyone here. The macabre
side of his personality was thinking it was a place where nobody would hear him
scream.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then he went through a heavy fire door,&amp;nbsp;went&amp;nbsp;down some
iron steps and was in the busy thoroughfare that led to the lunch room. It was
empty apart from the small black bob of a girl who was looking intently into a
book. Matthews tried to suppress a scornful leer coming over his face. The college
girl was looking at the AP style guide.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;He marched over to her and demanded: “Are you Penny?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;She half rose. He saw her face was white as porcelain, pale
green eyes. She blinked nervously and replied in a tiny voice. “I was when I
looked this morning.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Matthews coughed. It wasn’t the sort of response he expected
from an intern.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Um OK. I’m Charles Matthews. I assume you are expecting me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The girl just blinked. Matthews saw her skirt was short and
he caught an interesting glimpse of black stocking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He looked away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The girl was taking her time, making Matthews impatient and
somewhat fragile. This wasn’t what he expected, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“I have a list of people I’m supposed to be meeting and some
type of reporter I’m meant to be shadowing. You are he perhaps.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Although her voice was reed-like there was a firmness to it. Matthews was reevaluating fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Matthews drew himself up inside his tweed jacket. The urge
to shake his head and walk calmly away came over him. Then an image of Carlos-Clarke
appeared to him. Small; pugnacious and less than pleased. Being a star reporter
meant little to Carlos-Clarke. As the old cliché went you were only as good as
your last story and if the publisher didn’t like your last story, you weren’t
even as good as that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Come with me,” Matthews snapped, more curtly than he
intended. He had already come to the conclusion making small talk was an
unwise course with this girl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;She said nothing, picked up her shoulder bag and walked
silently beside him. To Matthews’ discomfort, Penny seemed to have no interest
in him whatsoever. She looked from side to side at the framed front pages on
the walls but paid little attention. The urge to explain the story behind one
of his exclusives came over Matthews as they walked past it but he resisted,
feeling he was likely to be stung by her disdain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;He decided Penny was either nervous or a cold fish. Matthews
could not grapple with a third explanation that&amp;nbsp;lay below his subconscious.
The idea that she was supremely self-confident and really had better things to
do than to care about the Globe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Finally he slowed down and turned to her. “Penny. Have you
ever reported on local government?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“I’ve sat through city council meetings on my journalism course,” she
replied steadily.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“At Madison?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Yes Madison.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Did you like it?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The girl gave an almost imperceptible shrug. “It had its
moments. When they weren’t spending two hours talking about something that
would be dispensed with in 10 minutes in the boardroom.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Ah but the subtlety is in those long winded exchanges. The
real business slips by in code when they think they have bored everyone into
submission.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The girl’s mouth furrowed. He noticed the small translucent
hairs on her lip. “Not when they are discussing whether they should have one or
two tea breaks at meetings for two hours.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;By now they were in the parking lot in the windswept lee of
the heavy building. Matthews jammed his fists hard into his jacket.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“My car’s this way,” he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“I can drive,” she responded. He saw the distinctive blue
and white shield on her key fob. Across the parking lot the lights of a BMW
flickered on and off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was a genuine honor to bestow this award because Witherspoon likes to portray herself as the goody two shoes golden girl of the silver screen even though we can't think of any film she's been in since Legally Blonde, which was legally bad anyhow. Or at least legally annoying&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Reese Witherspoon shocks onlookers by showing up sober at the White House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Video footage doing the rounds this week showed a police officer arresting  Reese's husband&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Jim Toth for DUI in the early morning hours of  April 19.&lt;br /&gt;
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Witherspoon - who since admitted she was drunk at the time --  decided to butt in during the arrest inserting the infamous don't you know who I am line, or at least a variation of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Comically southern police officers are clearly not made of the same stuff as their starstruck LA counterparts and the actress was arrested and charged with Actions Consistent with Being a Pain in the Ass.&lt;/div&gt;
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Witherspoon also went on repeatedly about being pregnant and wanting to have a pee. This would make her intoxicated state more alarming, but we now know it was made up anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;
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"I'm a U.S. citizen and I'm allowed to stand on America ground," she maintains, which makes me wonder if I was actually allowed to stand on American ground when I was the mere possessor of a green card.&lt;/div&gt;
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The trooper responded: "Actually, you're not allowed to do anything."&lt;/div&gt;
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Reese: "Do you know my name sir?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Reese  "You don't NEED to know my name?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Reese: "YOU'RE  ABOUT TO FIND OUT WHO I AM!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Oddly enough even after her arrest in the cop car Witherspoon continued to audition for perhaps her greatest role yet. Pregnant woman who needed to pee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The police officer finally was worn down and apologetic telling her: "If you do pee on my seat I won't hold it against you," - an offer I can't imagine he makes to intoxicated drug addicts he arrests in the ghettos of Atlanta.&lt;/div&gt;
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There's a perception doing the rounds out there that the challenge can leave you unhinged. You hang out with all these fellow bloggers for 26 days and when it's all over you are like the old guy in Shawshank Redemption who is so institutionalized once he comes out of jail he hangs himself from the bedroom of his seedy digs.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't hold with the unhinged notion at all. Just yesterday I was taking my pet snail Cedric down to the snail race meet, when some of the punters started asking me how I was coping post challenge. One of them proceeded to tell me Cedric was actually a slug. I told him he was a snail but his shell had been pulled off by an over zealous child. More racers crowded in, gibbering at me and holding their mollusks in my face. They proceeded to inform me under the General Snail Racing Code (Subsection 11a) a shell is an important prerequisite to racing and to be divested of the aforementioned shell is to be given an unfair advantage. The fight that ensued was most unpleasant and ended with Cedric being snatched by a Frenchman.&lt;br /&gt;
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Other than the unfortunate scene at the snail race, I have been suffering the ill effects of a cold this week. My boss seems to be a germaphobe so every time I see him I growl in a low voice, get my nostrils to twitch, splutter and make jokes about why it was prudent to wear a green pullover. I am pleased to say I have been left to my own devices for much of the week. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think I got off topic which was did the challenge leave me deranged? I believe not but can only question whether the advent of the Tungsten Carbide drill is responsible for the ongoing upheaval in the Middle East. Poncing off with your fancy friends in Barnsley indeed...&lt;br /&gt;
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In other news I am wondering if &lt;a href="http://jumpingaground.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sue has finished the challenge yet &lt;/a&gt;and how come the A-Z police didn't apprehend her and march her down to Blogging Room 101 for a meeting with a hungry little rodent. Here's to hoping your post A to Z existence is better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;
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So how does one feel at the end of the challenge?&lt;br /&gt;
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"Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, &lt;br /&gt;  Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge."&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe Wilfred Owen was a bit overdramatic for the circumstances, particularly as it describes a poison gas attack. Right now I feel deflated and underwhelmed. Will I do it next year? Probably not. I said that last year, though. Today I am having a hard time making up my mind on whether I am indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;
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For&amp;nbsp;Z I could have gone for something zany as opposed to the animal that every kid can think of. Oh sod it - it's the stripy horse.&lt;br /&gt;
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Zebras look pretty damn cool but the rule of thumb here is don't try to ride them. There are three species of zebras: the plains zebra, the Grévy's zebra and the mountain zebra. The Grévy's zebra looks more like a stripy ass while the other two are horses; think nasty stretch pants at Wal-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;
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So here's the burning question when it comes to zebras. Are they white with black stripes or black with white stripes?&lt;br /&gt;
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It was previously thought zebras were white animals with black stripes,&amp;nbsp;because some zebras have white underbellies. Embryological evidence, however, shows that the animal's background color is black and the white stripes and bellies are additions. So there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Mountain zebras and plains zebras, which are &amp;nbsp;live in groups, known as 'harems', consisting of one stallion with up to six mares and their foals. Giddy up partner...&lt;br /&gt;
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Most attempts to ride zebras have failed because the zebra is more prone to panic under stress. However, zebras are more resistant to African diseases than traditional horses.&amp;nbsp;In England, the zoological collector Walter Rothschild frequently used zebras to draw a carriage.&amp;nbsp;And in&amp;nbsp;1907, Rosendo Ribeiro, the first doctor in Nairobi, Kenya, used a riding zebra for house calls.&lt;br /&gt;
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A zebra's stripes may be useful for warding off predators. When they mass together the patterns can confuse attackers.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Experiments by researchers suggest the stripes are effective in attracting fewer flies, including blood-sucking tsetse flies and tabanid horseflies.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rat snakes come in lots of different colors and shades. While our old friend the angler fish comes in lots of shades of ugly, that rat snake comes in many hues of pretty.&amp;nbsp;The Mandarin Rat Snake and the Red Tailed Green Rat Snake are just two of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rat snakes make good pets. Somewhat importantly they aren't very venomous. Rat snakes were for a long time thought to be completely nonvenomous, but recent studies have shown that some Old World species do possess small amounts of venom, although the levels are&amp;nbsp;negligible for humans. Indeed&amp;nbsp;one type of rat snake - the corn snake - is the most popular reptilian pet in the world. In other words you will have a lot more trouble with a Jack Russell, believe me you will.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not all snakes make good pets. There is always the risk of owner consumption or mortality among some species, although snakes generally get a bad rap. There are many more non venomous species than venomous ones. Snakes are found on all continents of the world. Curiously, there are some islands that are snake free including New Zealand and Ireland. Saint Patrick is said to have banished all snakes from Ireland but, in reality, there is no evidence any ever lived here. The reference is said to have referred to pagans.&lt;br /&gt;
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Snakes are lizards that lost their legs some time ago. It doesn't seem to have impeded them much. Many species&amp;nbsp;have skulls&amp;nbsp;with many more joints than their lizard ancestors, enabling them to&amp;nbsp;devour prey much larger than their heads with highly mobile jaws. Even unfortunate humans have been found in the bellies of big pythons. Due to their their narrow bodies, snakes' paired organs (such as kidneys) appear one in front of the other instead of side by side, and many of them have just one functioning lung.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://list25.com/the-25-most-dangerous-animals-in-the-world/4/"&gt;Three snakes feature in a recent list of the 25 most dangerous animals in the world&lt;/a&gt; with the carpet viper taking the much coveted number 7 slot. &lt;br /&gt;
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The most dangerous snake in the world uses a hemotoxin that disables blood clotting. Sadly, most of the bites occur in areas that lack modern medical facilities so the victims slowly bleed to death over the course of several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;
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Snakes are not actually slimy, despite the popular misconception. They have dry, scaly skin which they shed up to four times a year. Snakes' eyes are covered by scales and are always open.&lt;br /&gt;
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The phobia of snakes is widespread. As many as a third of all adults are freaked out by them. It's called ophiophobia. I'm not freaked out by snakes the way I am by spiders, which is just as well as I often seem to encounter snakes; most recently after reading the &lt;em&gt;Beware of the Cottonmouths&lt;/em&gt; signs in a state park, and saying 'what are the chances of seeing one? before almost stepping on one in the middle of the main drag.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you suffer from ophiophobia you might not want to watch this video. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;
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Snakes have held a mystical place in literature, folklore and religion for a long time. In ancient Egypt&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: black; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 13px/19.18px sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the snake played a key role and the Nile Cobra adorned the crown of the pharaoh in ancient time. Cleopatra is said to have died by inducing a deadly cobra to bite her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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India is often&amp;nbsp;described as&amp;nbsp;the land of snakes and is steeped in tradition regarding snakes.They are worshipped as gods even today in some parts of India with some women pouring milk on snake pits, even though serpents are not partial to milk, not even a milk snake.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Yellow Rat Snake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yellow Rat Snakes will spend much of their lives underground searching for rodents but will climb as high as 60 feet up trees in search of a tasty bird.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Yellow Rat Snakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Who gives a rats?&lt;br /&gt;
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But there was no newness down in Beaufort where the plantation houses moldered away quietly under Spanish moss. She had told me about the cemeteries when all was new, but I had half forgotten the passion of an afternoon under the eaves a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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So already I cut a solitary figure as I wandered on the beach, my track like the cusps of the waves. Until I saw the horseshoe crabs marooned on their backs, half alive, half dead as the sun climbed in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Chinese woman posed and Jack took her photo. Her face&amp;nbsp;a picture of&amp;nbsp;love or vanity or the shallowness that is possession, all in a Kodak moment - sallow and two dimensional, washed out in the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was glad when he went away with his daughter and left her there, asking nagging questions, although it was a brief lull in her vanity. A man in his prime with the sand falling swift through his veins, although he never realized it then. &lt;br /&gt;
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One day, sooner than I would ever know&amp;nbsp;after the day on the beach he would inch his way to the piano in the hospice foyer and play "When you Wish on a Star," for the last time, his voice a deathly gasp from the undertow. And he'd look around at the able bodied nurses and the visitors as they strode in and realize he was stranded too. A horse shoe crab on its back midway between life and death.&lt;br /&gt;
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So where was I, I wonder now. All these years a cold star in a blue constellation, far away in time and space where nobody could reach me...&lt;br /&gt;
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Well my X was a bit different from the rest, but isn't x always like that? It's a bit edgy, its x-rated. It can see through your skin into your bones.&lt;br /&gt;
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Xiphosura&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;the&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;horseshoe crab is an&amp;nbsp;arthropod&amp;nbsp;that lives primarily in and around shallow ocean waters on soft sandy or muddy bottoms. They are a common sight on the beaches of America. The crabs occasionally come onto shore to mate and then they get into trouble. Well don't we all.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are commonly used as bait and in fertilizer which is no great epitaph.&lt;br /&gt;
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The entire body of the horseshoe crab is protected by a hard shell. It has two primary compouns eyes and seven secondary simple eyes, two on the underside. Its multiple eyes remind me of a spider,and it looks like a spider under the shell. &amp;nbsp;It has five pairs of legs for walking, swimming, and moving food into the mouth.&amp;nbsp;Its long, straight, rigid tail can be used to flip itself over if turned upside down, so a horseshoe crab with a broken tail is more susceptible to being attacked and eaten.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Xiphorusa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Although they are not Royality, their blood is blue. Unlike vertebrates, horseshoe crabs do not have hemoglobin in their blood, but instead use hemocyanin to carry oxygen around their bodies. Because of the copper present in hemocyanin, their blood is blue.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Xiphosura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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They are "extremely sociable, prone to loudly bellowing and snorting at one another, but are aggressive during mating season," states National Geographic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps when you hang out in the Arctic Circle on blocks of ice you need a party and walruses certainly know how to play and fight. You mess with them at your peril. Walruses have only two main predators - Polar bears and Orca whales, and even Polar bears have been known to limp away in pain after a tusk has been shoved where the sun don't shine.&lt;br /&gt;
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Walruses can grow very large with some oversized Pacific males weighing as much as 4,400 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tusks play a rather important part in the life of a walrus. They are not just for tusking Polar Bears up the backside.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Here walruses take part in ice island Survivor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Walruses&amp;nbsp;use them to haul their enormous bodies out of frigid waters,&amp;nbsp;giving them&amp;nbsp;
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In the 18th and 19th centuries, the walrus was heavily exploited by sealers, almost to the point of extinction. .&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;Commercial walrus harvesting is now outlawed although some indigenous people are permitted to kill them in small numbers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Traditional hunters used all parts of the walrus which served as a kind of Arctic Wal-Mart.&amp;nbsp; The meat, often preserved, is an important winter nutrition source; flippers&amp;nbsp;were fermented and stored as a delicacy until spring; bone and tusks were used for tools, as well as material for 
handicrafts; the oil was&amp;nbsp;used for warmth and light and&amp;nbsp;the tough hide 
made rope and house and boat coverings. Even the intestines and guts had a&amp;nbsp;use as they were made into made waterproof parkas. &lt;br /&gt;
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The warlus appears in opular culture. The "walrus" in the odd Beatles song I Am the Walrus is a reference to the Lewis Carroll poem The Walrus and the Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Their&amp;nbsp;moustaches are in no way linked to a Village People audition. Walruses use their extremely sensitive whiskers, called mustacial vibrissae, as detection devices for tasty raw shellfish delicacies.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not to Say to a Walrus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Want to come shopping for parkas?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Culture Vulture (H Zell)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In my novel Red Savannah, which is presently languishing in the waste baskets of half a dozen agents who I got round to sending it to, the vultures&amp;nbsp;are seen low in the sky&amp;nbsp;as an African adventure turns tragic. &lt;br /&gt;
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In reality I'm not so&amp;nbsp;sure if vultures can sense the approach of death, although they can certainly hone in on it once it has occurred. However, it's not unknown for vultures to attack sick and dying animals and they swarm over battlefields in large numbers.&lt;br /&gt;
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They are also attuned to the demise of &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2013/apr/19/rolf-harris-arrest"&gt;careers such as that of Rolf Harris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There are essentially two kinds of vultures - Old World Vultures associated with Asia and Africa and New World Vultures found in the Americas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Old World vultures are not closely related to the New World Vultures. While the American vultures detect carrion by their keen sense of smell, which&amp;nbsp;kicks in as far as a mile away,&amp;nbsp;the Old World Vultures rely on eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;
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A particular characteristic of many vultures is their bald heads, devoid of feathers. This helps the vulture remain clean when its head is shoved in a zebra carcass. Anything dead, really.&lt;br /&gt;
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The largest of vultures is the Andean Condor which has a wingspan of up to 10.5 feet. I can never think of the Andean Condor without a mental image of folks wearing brightly colors blankets and blowing pan pipes coming to mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;The Condor (Ester Inbar)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There are a few misconceptions about vultures but I'm not going to tell you they aren't badass. Get a budgie if you have any doubts.&lt;br /&gt;
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And while it's not true that vultures' projectile vomit' on their attacker as a deliberate defense, this may be a distraction technique and it's a lot easier to fly away after jettisoning your lunch. Don't try this on Delta, even though you may want to when you see what's on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vultures have played a part in some funerary rites.&amp;nbsp;In the&amp;nbsp;Zoroastrian tradition, the dead were put in towers, later described as the 'Towers of Silence' by an Englishman, and pecked by the vultures. This tradition continued into the 20th Century in Bombay.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Little Known Fact About the Vulture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A project called "Vulture Restaurant" is presently underway in Nepal to address the dwindling number of vultures. The "restaurant" is an open grassy area where naturally dying, sick, and old cows are fed to the vultures&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Vulture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm dying to go to lunch&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/x9GsoWzPzMk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/4175442006364352813/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/v-is-for-vulture.html#comment-form" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4175442006364352813?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4175442006364352813?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/x9GsoWzPzMk/v-is-for-vulture.html" title="V is for Vulture" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8LrDHnJE8c/UXmSc07DoVI/AAAAAAAACA8/LkOpIGxKhAg/s72-c/vulture.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>24</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/v-is-for-vulture.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQFQn84cSp7ImA9WhBVGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-4453240226363238539</id><published>2013-04-24T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-24T15:25:13.139-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-24T15:25:13.139-07:00</app:edited><title>U is for Unau</title><content type="html">It's appropriate that I should be writing about the unau, otherwise known as the two toed sloth today, because I can't be bothered to write an A to Z challenge post. Last night I dreamed the challenge had returned to A and we were stuck in a Groundhog day kind of scenario in which we never got to escape.&lt;br /&gt;
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On sunny afternoons there would be few things better than hanging from a tree all afternoon; well lying on a hammock would be considerably better. Ideally with a steady supply of cocktails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although similar to the somewhat smaller and generally slower moving three-toed sloths, there is not a very close relationship between two-toed sloths and three toed sloths.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;You don't need to be Sir David Attenborough to realize the two-toed sloth received its name because it has two toes - at least on its front feet.&lt;br /&gt;
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The&amp;nbsp;unau are also larger than three-toed sloths. Other distinguishing features include a more prominent snout, longer fur, and the absence of a tail.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sloths, Wikipedia points out "move only when necessary and even they very slowly; they have about a quarter as much muscle tissue as other animals of similar weight."&lt;br /&gt;
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Any likenesses to that woman down at City Hall who waddles slowly between disgruntled customers muttering to herself, is purely coincidental. Sloths are Xenarthra, that include anteaters and armadillos. The earliest xenarthrans had fused pelvises, stubby teeth and small brains. Matters don't seem to have improved much since.&lt;br /&gt;
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Generally sloths don't do much and certainly very little of any interest. It is commonly believed they sleep 15 to 18 hours a day but a recent German study in which a group of rather serious Germans stood under trees and counted how long they sleep, indicated sloths sleep just under 10 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The Bible doesn't seem very keen on the qualities displayed by the sloth. Proverbs says. "The hand of the diligent will rule, while the slothful will be put to forced labor."&lt;br /&gt;
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However, your average sloth seems not to give a rats about this dire prediction.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sloths hang out in South America. Given that up to two thirds of an amply fed sloth's body weight consists of its stomach contents, the digestive process can take a month to complete. Sloths have been known to continue hanging on trees, even when they are dead.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time for a well earned nap, I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Useless Fact About the Unau Sloth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sloths only urinate or defecate once a week. More than that would get in the way of hanging out time. They go to the ground to spend a penny, making them vulnerable to predators.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What Not To Say to a Sloth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Want to go for a run?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/chTztEtYUQo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/4453240226363238539/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/u-is-for-unau.html#comment-form" title="20 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4453240226363238539?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4453240226363238539?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/chTztEtYUQo/u-is-for-unau.html" title="U is for Unau" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L86f6T8lw6I/UXha_aXVkxI/AAAAAAAACAs/GKOaGNgN6tM/s72-c/sloth.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>20</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/u-is-for-unau.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAHSXc8eSp7ImA9WhBVF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-8384023872513043209</id><published>2013-04-23T15:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-23T15:55:38.971-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-23T15:55:38.971-07:00</app:edited><title>T is for Tiger</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;Tyger! Tyger! burning bright &lt;br /&gt;In the forests of the night, &lt;br /&gt;What immortal 
hand or eye &lt;br /&gt;Could frame thy fearful symmetry? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
William Blake&lt;br /&gt;
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The tiger is the biggest of the big cats and the most striking. Its body&amp;nbsp;reaches a total body length of up to 3.3 m (11 ft) and can weigh up to 306 kg. It's also the third largest land carnivore behind the polar bear and the brown bear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like many other animals in this series tigers have lost much of their habitat and are now endangered. Even since the 1990s the tiger has lost 40 percent of its domain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Still, even in zoos these powerful predators retain much of their mystique. They're like domestic cats on steroids.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Bengal tiger is the most commonly found but numbers in India have now declined to about 2,500. The Sumatran tiger is critically endangered while the population of the Siberian tiger has plummeted. Siberian tigers are the biggest of big cats to have ever existed, weighing as much as 500 pounds. White tigers are widely bred in zoos and are an ideal fashion accessory for cheesy entertainers such as Siegfried &amp;amp; Roy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortuantely in 2003 the act went somewhat awry when a white tiger bit Roy's neck and almost killed him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;A couple of gasps went up in the crowd, though many people thought the incident  was part of the act. “It wasn’t like he grabbed him viciously,” audience  member Andrew Cushman, was reported as saying in&amp;nbsp;Reader's Digest.&amp;nbsp;“He just grabbed him by the throat and walked offstage.”&lt;br /&gt;
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Although tigers are solitary creatures, research suggests they share a kill amicably unlike lions who squabble.&lt;br /&gt;
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While tigers will often shun human they are are thought to be responsible for more human deaths through direct attack than any other wild mammal.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most man eater are older tigers missing teeth. This was the case in the Champawat Tiger, a tigress in India and Nepal that was responsible for an estimated 430 human deaths, the most attacks known to be perpetrated by a single wild animal per the Guinness Book, by the time she was shot dead in 1907.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Tiger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The pattern of stripes is unique to each animal, and can be used to identify them just as fingerprints are used to identify humans.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Tiger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Fancy a glass of milk kitty?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/dIaIkRuozlM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/8384023872513043209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/t-is-for-tiger.html#comment-form" title="19 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/8384023872513043209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/8384023872513043209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/dIaIkRuozlM/t-is-for-tiger.html" title="T is for Tiger" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kxjmJXjtOww/UXcRF23FnhI/AAAAAAAACAc/OJGj_LBrjVM/s72-c/tiger.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>19</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/t-is-for-tiger.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUENRXg5fSp7ImA9WhBUFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-4185829963506879150</id><published>2013-04-22T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-04T06:21:34.625-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-04T06:21:34.625-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brazilian wandering spider" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sydney Funnel Web Spider" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="black widow" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tarantula" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Goliath bird eating spider" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="venom" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spiders" /><title>S is for Spider</title><content type="html">Perhaps we were jealous of Matty. He had a car and a private school education, even though his establishment was considered second tier in the English system. He had a job lined up in the Navy, was skilled at rugby and had a string of women in tow.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Backyard spider (David Macaulay)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We were the spotty nerds who inhabited the same living space for a while. He reluctantly allowed us to share the same air. But Matty had an Achilles Heel that showed itself one night when we were entertaining the girls from the flat upstairs in our grubby student kitchen. We heard a high pitched scream and saw a flash of rugby player torso moving fast down the corridor. Matty was quivering by the door with just a towel to cover his modesty, pointing and jabbering in the direction of the shower room.&lt;br /&gt;
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We followed his sign and walked into the bathroom. The fan had cut out and there was a deadly quiet. Then we saw it; a large and venomous looking house spider sitting on the shower head. &lt;br /&gt;
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We thought it best to leave if there for a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;
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British house spiders aren't harmful to humans but they can get big and certainly look unpleasant. If any creature is likely to instil fear, it's the spider. Studies suggest 10 percent of men and 50 percent of women suffer from arachnophobia. I'm sure the figure for men is higher than this.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spiders are air-breathing arthropods that have eight legs and chelicerae with fangs that inject venom. If you are really keen to avoid them you might be out of luck. There are 43,678 spider species out there.&lt;br /&gt;
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They also vary a lot in size from the tiny &lt;i&gt;Patu digua&lt;/i&gt; Colombia which reaches 0.39 mm, to the big tarantulas such as the Goliath Bird Eating Spider which can&amp;nbsp;have body lengths up to 90 mm (3.5 in) and leg spans up to 250 mm. &amp;nbsp;They are certainly big enough for you to know about it if one is crawling on your chest at night.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Chicken tonight ? The Bird Eating spider is the biggest of the bunch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As in most species, but particularly in spiders, the lot of the male spider is not a happy one. Male spiders have a wide array of a courtship&amp;nbsp;rituals which are intented to avoid being eaten by the females. They are not always successful.&lt;br /&gt;
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Males of most species survive a few matings,before they become a quick post coital snack. Females weave silk egg-cases, each of which can contain hundreds of eggs.They may care for their young by carrying them around or by sharing food with them. A few species of spider hang out in large communal webs which can house as many as 50,000 of them but the communal gig is not the accepted pattern.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spiders have been around for 400 million years and are among the &lt;a href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/zoology/insects-arachnids/spider.htm"&gt;most successful carnivores in the history of the planet&lt;/a&gt;. Spiders are a good reason for not being reincarnated as a fly; that and having to eat poop.&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite their fearsome reputation spiders kill far fewer humans than snakes and scorpions. Although tarantulas look creepy, their bite is unlikely to prove fatal unless you have an allergy. The Brown Recluse is one of the most deadly spiders, although most people who claim to be bitten by them in the United States, have been attacked by something else. Alarmingly the black widow, a little black critter with a sinister red hourglass marking, poses a bigger threat to humans. Every time I see a spider in the garage I managed to convince myself it's a black widow, thus leading to a cancellation of the lawn mowing.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Sydney Funnel Web Spider is more aggressive than the brown recluse and the black widow. However, since funnel-web antivenin arrived on the scene in 1980 nobody has died from a bite. Like most of the world's deadliest creatures, this spider hangs out in Australia.&amp;nbsp;The Brazilian Wandering Spider is another one to watch for - if you are in Brazil at least. As its name suggests, it tends to wander.&lt;br /&gt;
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Interestingly, the venom of the Brazilian Wandering Spider is being studied&amp;nbsp;for a possible cure for erectile disfunction. As well as pain and cold sweats, men who have been bitten by this spider end up having erections. Sooo if he appears to be pleased to see you, but isn't feeling so good, it may be he has been bitten by a wandering spider, if you are anywhere near Rio...&lt;br /&gt;
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Spiders have spawned numerous depictions in literature and film from the nursery rhyme &lt;em&gt;Little Miss Muffet&lt;/em&gt; to J.R.R. Tolkien's hideous Shelob in &lt;em&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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In Greek mythology Arachne was a weaver who wove a tapestry featuring 21 episodes of infidelity amongst the Gods of Olympus, which&amp;nbsp;made Athena a trifle miffed. The goddess destroyed Arachne's tapestry and loom&amp;nbsp;and cursed Arachne to live with extreme guilt. Out of sadness, Arachne soon hanged herself. Athena took pity on her and brought her back to life as a spider, making sure that the spider forever after retained Arachne's weaving abilities.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spiderman, took the web spinning qualities of the spider to a comic book level, whereas there are numerous horror flicks of spiders or giant spiders on the rampage, such as &lt;em&gt;Kingdom of the Spiders&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Arachnophobia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A recent email hoax described attacks by the South American Blush Spider in public toilets. The alleged spider's scientific name &lt;i&gt;Arachnius gluteus &lt;/i&gt;translates as "butt spider."&lt;br /&gt;
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Tarantulas are eaten in parts of south east Asia. They taste like chicken.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Spiders often have&amp;nbsp;eight eyes as wel as eight legs. The jumping spider has a telephoto-like series&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;of lenses, a four-layer retina and the ability to swivel its eyes and integrate images from different stages in the scan. However, its scanning and integrating processes are relatively slow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyone who has ever been to Vegas may know the feeling. After wandering down the Strip passing the faux Eiffel Tower of the Parisian and the canals of the Venetian Hotel, I find myself longing to be in the real Paris or Venice. Now while the Okavango exhibit at Virginia Zoo may be tastefully done, notwithstanding the plastic rocks, I start to feel empty and find myself imagining the majestic delta as it radiates through Botswana.&lt;br /&gt;
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Recently the zoo held a behind the scenes event for the media which I tagged along on. I was disappointed to find out much of the visit entailed a tour of emergency exits, but there was one highlight while I was standing in an area behind the pens, where the general public isn't allowed.&lt;br /&gt;
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I heard a stomping noise, looked behind me and saw a gigantic white rhinoceros, separated from me by a flimsy metal fence. The rhino appeared to be docile and we crowded around it. "Can I ride it?" one girl asked a member of staff.&lt;br /&gt;
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I shot one of those looks in the direction of her neat blonde bob, concluding she must have been a TV reporter. This wasn't exactly pony corner.&lt;br /&gt;
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"They're not for riding," said the member of staff.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure which rhino it was. The zoo used to have Rufus and Alfred, two males that had to be kept apart because they showed few signs of male bonding. Unfortunately, in 2008 a zookeeper failed to shut a gate and they charged each other. Two ton Rufus died from a ruptured liver, the local newspaper reported. Maybe I was staring at Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;
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In 2004&amp;nbsp;Jesse, a female white rhino died at the zoo, when she was chased into a moat by a zebra and drowned.&lt;br /&gt;
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The sad reality for the rhino is they face even greater danger in the wild, even though they have few natural predators.&lt;br /&gt;
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The white rhino which lives in Africa is actually gray. The northern subspecies is critically endangered with as few as four remaining. White rhinos have been recorded weighing as much as 10,000 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The black rhino also lives in Africa. It's gray too but smaller than the white rhino and more bad tempered. Its head isn't as square. Numbers of the species declined from about 70,000 in the late 1960s to just over 2,400 in 1995.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Indian rhinoceros is the largest sub species in Asia. The Javan and Sumatran rhinos are smaller and the Sumatran is hairier. Neither attribute have saved them from the poachers. The demise of the rhinoceros is testimony to the greed and hubris of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;
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Practitioners of Chinese medicine consider the horn an effective medicine against fever, although the aphrodisiac theory is largely myth. &amp;nbsp;There's no evidence that the powdered horn alleviates fever and convulsion. &amp;nbsp;In the meantime it seems this impressive animal has to die in large numbers to fuel a dubious theory that it might improve the well being of humans. Conscience doesn't come into the equation where there's a buck to be made. Almost 450 rhinos were killed for their horns in 2010 in South Africa alone. In Vietnam one horn can fetch a quarter of a million dollars. It's perhaps no coincidence that the Javan rhino is almost extinct in Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;
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A lot of people think rhinos are among the most dangerous animals in the world. A recent list of the most dangerous 25 lists them at number 23, &lt;a href="http://list25.com/the-25-most-dangerous-animals-in-the-world/"&gt;one place below the tiny cone snail, a little bugger whose venom can end 20 lives in one shot.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The fact rhinos can weigh 2 tons; have poor eye sight and can reach speeds of 40 mph means it's not a great idea to run up behind them and let off a party popper in their armored rear ends. However, rhinos kill far fewer people than &lt;a href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/h-is-for-hippopotamus.html"&gt;horrible hippos&lt;/a&gt; and African elephants.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course there are also fewer of them. The sobering reality is at some time in the future zoos are likely to be the only place we can see a rhinoceros.&lt;br /&gt;
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An odd legend that rhinos stop out fires has been doing the rounds in south east Asia for decades. The rhino has a mystical name that relates to fire in Malay. In the film The Gods Must be Crazy, an African rhino stomps out two&lt;span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19.18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fires. Reports that the Prodigy will be featuring a rhino in their new release Fire Stomper are yet to be confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/nYgR0-ioPJ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/7430497556496598699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/r-is-for-rhinoceros.html#comment-form" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/7430497556496598699?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/7430497556496598699?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/nYgR0-ioPJ8/r-is-for-rhinoceros.html" title="R is for Rhinoceros" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuKw24Jyhxk/UXMTprVuUmI/AAAAAAAAB_s/IMUjmoqFnJw/s72-c/IMG_2977.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>24</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/r-is-for-rhinoceros.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGRng6cCp7ImA9WhBVE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-5267402501389471624</id><published>2013-04-19T09:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-19T09:48:47.618-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-19T09:48:47.618-07:00</app:edited><title>Q is for Qinling Panda</title><content type="html">The Qinling Panda is not like any old run of the mill panda. It's a sub species. The last time I was at Peking House I was rather upset not to be able to order Qinling Panda chop suey.&lt;br /&gt;
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That's probably just as well because people tend to like pandas because they are black and white and look cuddly. While the whole teddy bear concept is a bit misleading because bears are notoriously aggressive, the cuddly thing is more appropriate about pandas up to a point.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Though the panda is often assumed to be docile, it has been known to attack humans, presumably out of irritation rather than aggression," states Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Qinling panda is restricted to the Qinlin Mountains of China. It differs from the more familiar&amp;nbsp;panda because it has a&amp;nbsp;smaller skull and dark brown and light brown (rather than black and white) fur. There are an estimated 200–300 Qinling pandas living in the wild.&lt;br /&gt;
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All types of panda are endangered. A 2007 report estimated there were 239 pandas living in captivity inside China and another 27 outside the country. There are about 2,000 living in the wild, which is not many considering the size of China.&lt;br /&gt;
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Giant pandas are generally solitary and the females get pissy in more ways than one. Pandas communicate by marking territory by urinating. A female is not tolerant of other females in her range. Intruders have been known to receive black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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As in the case of orangutans, the male pandas tend to leave child rearing to the females. The panda's diet is 99 percent bamboo which may explain why it gets irritated, and gives rise to the crude sex joke about the panda that eats, shoots and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
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In reality pandas don't seem to be into sex much, particularly in captivity. As soon as pandas were in the zoo, they lost all interest in mating, leading to artificial insemination programs, Viagra and even showing dirty panda vids of giant pandas mating. Getting them to breed was about as successful as getting Victoria Beckham to crack a smile. I'm not sure if the mating vids were in black and white. In the wild it doesn't help that when twins are born, only one survives.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pandas are increasingly becoming the national symbol of China. They have even been used in diplomacy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Loans of giant pandas to zoos in Japan and the US formed an important part of the diplomacy of the People's Republic of China (PRC) in the 1970s, making cultural exchanges This practice has been termed "Panda diplomacy". However, in more recent years China has retreated from the idea of gifts and demanded large loan payments. Sounds familiar that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like all pandas its a herbivore but it has the&amp;nbsp;digestive system&amp;nbsp;of a carnivore. It derives little energy or protein from bamboo. There's a bear roaring to get out but for the most part the panda just ambles off in search of a new type of bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fancy a quick one&lt;br /&gt;
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The thing that stares back at you is no longer human. It's a puffer fish.&lt;br /&gt;
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The puffer fish is known for its ability to expand its body and puff up when threatened, revealing its spikes. Now should you ever see this phenomenon, it's not a great idea to pet the fish uttering the words: "Here puffer, puffer."&lt;br /&gt;
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More specifically, there's nothing wrong with uttering the words, beyond the fact you will look like an idiot and be shunned by other folks. But petting the puffer is definitely a foolhardy course of action. The puffer is the second most poisonous creature in the world after the Golden Poison Frog. Given that there are a lot of species out there, this is something of an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are 120 known species of puffer fish alone and they are found in tropical waters. When not puffed up they can be hard to identify, coming in many shapes and colors. Generally they resemble oversized tadoples with bulging eyes. Puffer fish also have a shed load of names. The family is called etradonidae and they may also be known as puffers, balloonfish, blowfish, bubblefish, globefish, swellfish, toadfish, honey toads, toadies, sugar toads and sea squab.&lt;br /&gt;
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The only other advice I can give is don't hire a puffer fish as a driving instructor. See the episode of Sponge Bob where aforementioned yellow sponge drives Mrs. Puff nuts.&lt;br /&gt;
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Except people do. The Japanese have eaten fugu (which means river pig and is yet another name for the puffer) for centuries, despite the fact its toxins can paralyze the victim while still conscious as asphyxia sets in, a process that can severely curtail one's interest in dessert.&lt;br /&gt;
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There's a rather strict system now in place if you want to sell fugu to the public. Chefs have to undergo an apprenticeship of up to three years. There's a written test and a fish-identification test as well as a practical test and the chance to eat the fish. Only 35 percent of applicants pass. A small percentage pass out for good.&lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the precautions, which extend to puffer knives being kept in a separate place, about six people die a year from eating the puffer fish in Japan and up to 64 are hospitalized. Oh and you can pay as much as $50 per serving for the pleasure of dining on puffer. A famous victim was the actor&amp;nbsp;Bandō Mitsugorō who died in 1975 after consuming four large liver portions. The liver is one of the most risky parts of the puffer to eat.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure if puffer tastes like chicken. But, all in all, sticking to chicken is probably the way to fly. Call me boring and all that...&lt;br /&gt;
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Wade Davis, who wrote about the famous Clairvius Narcisse case of becoming a 'zombie,' claimed that puffer fish toxin, made a person seem to be dead and later a zombie.&amp;nbsp;Now some&amp;nbsp;people think that Narcisse was simply mentally ill, and Davis had coached or at least been too willing to believe his story.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Puffer Fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd like to eat your liver with some fava beans and a Chianti&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/vULeTOlf8h0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/2972779774656228161/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/p-is-for-puffer-fish.html#comment-form" title="23 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/2972779774656228161?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/2972779774656228161?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/vULeTOlf8h0/p-is-for-puffer-fish.html" title="P is for Puffer Fish" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VHchP6cpduc/UXAeQeYKxuI/AAAAAAAAB_E/EOK6S45vPNQ/s72-c/puffer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>23</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/p-is-for-puffer-fish.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAFQ3c7eyp7ImA9WhBVEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-6929597233779568894</id><published>2013-04-17T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-17T19:55:12.903-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-17T19:55:12.903-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birutė Galdikas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sumara" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Borneo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Orangutan" /><title>O is for Orangutan</title><content type="html">OK this is surely the point in which the A-Z challenge has caught up with me and kicked me up the backside. I saw &lt;a href="http://juliettajellybobble.blogspot.com/2013/04/o-is-for-overload.html"&gt;Juliette's post called overload&lt;/a&gt;, and thought this&amp;nbsp;challenge overwhelm&amp;nbsp;what it referred to but it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;
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You know you are slipping under when you groan at the thought of writing about big red monkeys on a Wednesday afternoon. My hump day is haunted by the thought of them, sticking out their rubbery lips and sucking their toes - and they're not even monkeys, they're apes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Orangutans are my favorite apes. While gorillas can be scary and chimps are a pain in the backside when not advertising tea, orangutans are solitary and intelligent as well as terribly endangered. They are also fun to watch at the zoo where their mournful faces and bum scratching routines can keep kids amused for hours. They are also disconcerting to watch at times because their characteristics can appear a little too human for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;
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Orangutans are found in Sumatra and Borneo, great forested islands in which their habitat is being destroyed by the day. If it's worth your while becoming Sting and banging on about the rain forest or hanging out there unwashed for a few decades for any species, it's worth it for this one.&lt;br /&gt;
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Much became known about these creatures due to the work of Birutė Galdikas, a leading primatologist who hung out for 30 years in a primitive bark hut in Borneo, dubbed Camp Leakey - because it probably did - for 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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She became an outspoken advocate for orangutans and the saving of their rainforest habitat, which is rapidly being devastated by loggers, palm oil plantations, gold miners and forest fires.&lt;br /&gt;
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Orangutans are known for their solitary behavior and the close link between mothers and children. In contrast, fathers have little interest in child support.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many studies have pointed to the intelligence of orangutans which suggest they may be having the last laugh at the kids who stare at them scratching their bottoms for two hours at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;
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For instance, a 2008 study of two orangutans at the Leipzig Zoo showed these apes can use 'calculated reciprocity', which involves weighing the costs and benefits of gift exchanges and keeping track of these over time.&amp;nbsp; They have also been known to use tools and to develop linguistics. Indeed, my recent efforts to fit blinds compare unfavorably&amp;nbsp;with those of an orangutan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Orangutan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many folklore theories relating to interaction with humans. In central Borneo, some traditional folk beliefs claim it's bad luck to look in the face of an orangutan. There are even folk tales of orangutans mating with and kidnapping humans and stories of hunters being seduced by female orangutans, which seem a bit far-fetched to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to an Orangutan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Come on baby light my (forest) fire.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/dU-Vuy29ghQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/6929597233779568894/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/o-is-for-orangutan.html#comment-form" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/6929597233779568894?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/6929597233779568894?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/dU-Vuy29ghQ/o-is-for-orangutan.html" title="O is for Orangutan" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lf7kaKvvP24/UW8AqP6xeRI/AAAAAAAAB-0/j2WKcZlDcG0/s72-c/OrangutanP1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/o-is-for-orangutan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QCSH88cCp7ImA9WhBVEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-3881076930997948545</id><published>2013-04-16T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-16T13:49:29.178-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-16T13:49:29.178-07:00</app:edited><title>N is for Northern Hairy Nosed Wombat</title><content type="html">Pity the poor northern hairy nosed wombat. Unlike my last creature - the mosquito - the hairy nosed wombat (known to his pals as the HNW) is crtitically endangered. And he hasn't done anything to hurt anyone, being in appearance rather like an oddly misshappen teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yep the HNW is this year's must-have fasion accessory. Paris Hilton would have one, but she's last year's fashion accessory so who cares. At least the HNW would be the hot ticket item if you could get your paws on the northern variety for love or money.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are, in fact, three types of wombat. The northern hairy-nosed wombat is similar to the southern hairy-nosed wombat, but hangs out up north instead of down south and its nose isn't as long. It's still hairy, though. And by&amp;nbsp;oop north I'm talking about northern Austrialia. The other species in the Vombatidae family, the common wombat, has longer ears and, funnily enough,&amp;nbsp;has managed to find itself some nose haired clippers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The common wombat is distinguished from both types of hairy nosed wombats in that it has a bald nose ie. it's not hairy. I feel I am over laboring this point.&lt;br /&gt;
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Northern hairy-nosed wombats can&amp;nbsp;grow up to&amp;nbsp;35 cm high,&amp;nbsp;and can be a meter long and weigh&amp;nbsp;up to 40 kg. The females are slightly bigger than the males because they have an extra layer of fat. The northern hairy-nosed wombat's nose is said to be very important for its survival because they have very poor eyesight so they can smell their food in the dark. It can take a northern hairy nose a full day to dig a burrow, which makes me think they should be employed by Virginia Department of Transportation.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sadly the HNW doesn't have a much of a nose for survival. Its numbers are&amp;nbsp;presently&amp;nbsp;restricted to one place, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epping_Forest_National_Park" title="Epping Forest National Park"&gt;Epping Forest National Park&lt;/a&gt; in Queensland. In 2003 the total population copmprised just 113 hairy nosed individuals, including only around 30 breeding females.&lt;br /&gt;
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Opinions differ as to why the northern hairy nose is facing tough times. The Queensland Department of the Environment says: "It might have already been in decline when Europeans settled, and was probably the least common of the three wombat species at that time.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Since then, competition for food from introduced grazing animals, such as sheep, cattle and rabbits - particularly during droughts – has been the main reason for the species rapid decline since European arrival in Australia."&lt;br /&gt;
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So yeah - basically you can blame the Europeans again...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact about the Northern Hairy Nosed Wombat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You know when you cough politely when someone is in your way. Well while much communication between wombats occurs through olfaction and scent marking, wombats will emit rough coughing noises when they&amp;nbsp;waddle past&amp;nbsp;each other.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Hairy Nosed Wombat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Fancy a hairy nosed barbie Bruce?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/o3cUewb-1IE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/3881076930997948545/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/n-is-for-northern-hairy-nosed-wombat.html#comment-form" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/3881076930997948545?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/3881076930997948545?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/o3cUewb-1IE/n-is-for-northern-hairy-nosed-wombat.html" title="N is for Northern Hairy Nosed Wombat" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf_8CpzoP5w/UW1f_8qA9aI/AAAAAAAAB-k/AajhyQ_m_sk/s72-c/NorthernHairy-NosedWombat.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/n-is-for-northern-hairy-nosed-wombat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEBQXw6fyp7ImA9WhBVEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-4665380097109649625</id><published>2013-04-15T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-15T10:24:10.217-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-15T10:24:10.217-07:00</app:edited><title>M is for Mosquito</title><content type="html">One time in Montenegro we thumbed a lift and were dropped off by an old walled town called Kotor. &lt;br /&gt;
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Kotor is set on a deeply indented bay surrounded by towering mountains. Its walls crumble quietly into the surroundings and there are old churches and fortifications. It was gloriously undiscovered, almost too much so, as we found when we&amp;nbsp;located a ramshackle courtyard cafe that served nothing more than Coke in rusty old cans.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was before the war and old men muttered darkly about conflict in Kosovo. In the event the conflict arrived closer to the Adriatic at first, in Croatia and then Bosnia.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the former Yugoslavia in those days it was never hard to find accommodation. Women would crowd you as soon as you got off the bus offering to put you up in their places. We chose a pleasant home down on the shore and crashed out for the night. But about 30 minutes into my sleep I was woken up by an unpleasant buzzing in my ear. I swatted something away but it returned again just as sleep came on.&lt;br /&gt;
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I switched on the light and saw small black specs on the wall. The whole room was infested with mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;
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For the next two hours I declared war on the mosquitoes, killing droves of them with a rolled up newspaper from my bed. Yet, every time&amp;nbsp;I returned to sleep, the pesky buzzing would return to my ear, as they sought to suck my blood. It wasn't the most pleasant night's sleep I had ever had.&lt;br /&gt;
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Which brings me to mosquitoes.&amp;nbsp;These&amp;nbsp;insects&amp;nbsp;are a family of small, midge-like flies: the Culicidae.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unlike most of the other creatures featured here, mosquitoes have absolutely nothing good going for them.&amp;nbsp; The mosquito is, in fact, the most deadly of creatures. &lt;br /&gt;
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It has been estimated that mosquitoes transmit diseases to almost 700 million people annually resulting in 2 to 3 million deaths every year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Those&amp;nbsp;itchy, pesky&amp;nbsp;bites are due to an immune response from the binding of IgG and IgE antibodies to antigens in the mosquito's saliva, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some of the goodies&amp;nbsp;transmitted by mosquitoes include:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Viral diseases, such as yellow fever, dengue fever and Chikungunya.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The parasitic diseases collectively called malaria.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lymphatic filariasis - the main cause of elephantiasis.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;West Nile Virus, which occurs in the United States as well as other places.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Eastern Equine Encephalitis Virus&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tulaemina&lt;/li&gt;
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I am particularly paranoid about mosquitoes, particularly after reading this. Mosquitoes like my skin. I'm looking around me nervously as I write this, even though I'm in Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Mosquito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The females are the ones to watch for, not that you can really tell gender if one is on your skin. In many species, the female has to obtain nutrients from a blood meal before she can produce eggs. For female mosquitoes &amp;nbsp;to risk their lives on blood sucking while&amp;nbsp;bloke mosquitoes&amp;nbsp;abstain, also occurs in some other insect families, such as the Tabanidae.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not to Say to a Mosquito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Come on. Do your worst sucker.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/ge5ga8Bs8XQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/4665380097109649625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/m-is-for-mosquito.html#comment-form" title="26 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4665380097109649625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4665380097109649625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/ge5ga8Bs8XQ/m-is-for-mosquito.html" title="M is for Mosquito" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3CRoqeHPqi8/UWw3iYs8cTI/AAAAAAAAB-U/-julO6sebrY/s72-c/mossie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>26</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/m-is-for-mosquito.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AARngzeip7ImA9WhBWGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-6404950817432632055</id><published>2013-04-13T04:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-13T04:15:47.682-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-13T04:15:47.682-07:00</app:edited><title>L Is For Lemming</title><content type="html">Anyone ever had this conversation at work by the water cooler?&lt;br /&gt;
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You: What are you going to do this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;
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Colleague: I think me and the wife might take a nice trip to the coast, get out of the car and jump off a 200 foot cliff.&lt;br /&gt;
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You: Sounds like a good idea. Think I'll jump off a cliff too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Colleague: Actually my cousins are visiting. They'll certainly want to jump off a cliff this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;
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So might go the typical work water cooler conversation of a lemming, one of the most curious of rodents. &lt;br /&gt;
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Lemmings are small rodents that live in tundra biomes near the Arctic. They are most famous for their acts of mass suicide, although it's not clear if this is down to suffering SAD due to the lack of light in the Norwegian winters, or just for the hell of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lemmings see wild population fluctuations. The Norway lemming and the brown lemming reproduce so rapidly they suffer sudden populations fluctuations, going from population explosions to near extinction.&lt;br /&gt;
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The near extinction problem is not helped by the mass suicides, although there's some evidence this is an urban, or rather a treeless wilderness myth.&lt;br /&gt;
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Those good old lemming misconceptions date back to the 1530s when the Swiss geographer Zeigler of Strasbourg proposed the theory the lemmings fell from the sky in stormy weather. By all accounts he would stroke his long beard and proclaim: "It's raining cats, dogs and lemmings."&lt;br /&gt;
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A similar theory was proposed in the folklore of the Inupiat/Yupik at Norton Sound. Later this theory was modified to that of mass suicide. When one lemming jumped off a cliff, the others follow, the theory went. However,&amp;nbsp;the reality is more about mass migration than depression.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;When the lemming population goes nuts there's a major urge to get out of Dodge City. During these crazed migrations they may attempt to swim across water that's too wide and drown en masse in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Disney is much to blame for the mass suicide myth. The 1955 adventure comic "The Lemming with the Locket" showed the creature jumping in large numbers off cliffs in Norway, while the 1958 film White Wilderness &amp;nbsp;features staged footage of lemmings jumping off cliffs. It turns out they were being flicked into the air via a turntable by the kindly lemming lovers at Disney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Lemming behavior is now associated with people who go along unquestioning with a dumb decision or idea which is detrimental to them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Lemming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Although they are depicted as being passive the brightly colored lemmings can behave aggressively toward predators and even humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Not to Say to a Lemming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Fancy a Cliff bar?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/NSivNPUecd0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/6404950817432632055/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/l-is-for-lemming.html#comment-form" title="31 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/6404950817432632055?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/6404950817432632055?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/NSivNPUecd0/l-is-for-lemming.html" title="L Is For Lemming" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Kd_F4xmazc/UWk8pRTFy3I/AAAAAAAAB-E/kZQpoXASWvw/s72-c/lemming.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>31</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/l-is-for-lemming.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cERHs9cCp7ImA9WhBWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-406436837089189473</id><published>2013-04-12T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-12T11:23:25.568-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-12T11:23:25.568-07:00</app:edited><title>K is for Komodo Dragon</title><content type="html">I've done nice lizard in &lt;a href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/i-is-for-iguana.html"&gt;I is for Iguana&lt;/a&gt; so it's swiftly on to nasty lizard. The Komodo Dragon is the biggest and baddest lizard doing the rounds on the lizard block. If the Iguana will casually sip a cocktail on a balcony, the Komodo will guzzle a pint of super strong lager and then smash the glass in yer face.&lt;br /&gt;
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This member of the monitor lizard family, is probably the nearest thing you will find to a dinosaur. It can grow as large as 10 feet long and weight 150 lb. Fortunately, you are not likely to come across one in the United States, or indeed Britain, unless you are close to a nuclear facility.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Komodo dragons are fun at the zoo (Bodlina)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Komodo is only found on the Indonesian islands of Komodo, Rinca, Flores, Gili Motang, and Padar. Its size is due to a phenomenon called "island gigantism." There are no other carnivorous animals, so the meat eaters fill the void. Island gigantism is found in other species such as rugby players from Tonga. &lt;br /&gt;
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Attacks on humans are documented but rare. You are in more danger from a croc. Still you are well advised not to shoot it the bird. The Komodo dragon is able to see as far away as 980 feet.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Komodo dragon uses its tongue to smell and is a voracious eater. Although they eat mostly carrion, they will sneak up to prey and attack. They can hone in on the smell of a dead or dying animal from a distance of six miles. It's a good idea not to die anywhere near a Komodo dragon.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you are unwise enough to do lunch with a Komodo, avoid anywhere with Michelin stars.&amp;nbsp; In fact there is probably nowhere you could take them, apart from Applebee's.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Komodo dragons eat by tearing large chunks of flesh and swallowing them 
whole while holding the carcass down with their forelegs. For smaller 
prey up to the size of a goat, their loosely articulated jaws, flexible 
skulls, and expandable stomachs allow them to swallow prey whole," states Wikipedia. They can swallow 80 percent of their body weight in one sitting and like to cover their meal in the red saliva that is often blood-tinged, because their teeth are almost completely covered by gingival tissue that is naturally lacerated during feeding.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mating is also a less than pleasant affair. The males fight for the females, frequently vomiting and defecating as the ground is prepared for the fight.&lt;br /&gt;
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"The winner of the fight will then flick his long tongue at the female to gain information about her receptivity," states Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perhaps vexed that he didn't say it with flowers - merely defecation and chucking up -&amp;nbsp; the female will attack the male with her claws during mating.&lt;br /&gt;
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The whole Komodo thing really makes me think wistfully of donkeys. Komodos don't even make good handbags, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Useless Fact About the Komodo Dragon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Phil Bronstein, the former husband of Casino star Sharon Stone, was bitten on the foot by one at Los Angeles zoo.&amp;nbsp; The keeper had told him to take off his white shoes and socks, because they could excite the animal as they were the same color as the white rats that were lunch. Bronstein had to have several tendons in his foot surgically reattached.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What Not to Say to a Komodo Dragon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you want me to take my shoes off?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/g7aGe6LzZF8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/406436837089189473/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/k-is-for-komodo-dragon.html#comment-form" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/406436837089189473?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/406436837089189473?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/g7aGe6LzZF8/k-is-for-komodo-dragon.html" title="K is for Komodo Dragon" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAwyhMDKbx0/UWhP2FSeHnI/AAAAAAAAB90/JsDL_Xptj44/s72-c/kimodo-bodlina.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/k-is-for-komodo-dragon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYHRHo8eyp7ImA9WhBWFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-4791282021708548487</id><published>2013-04-10T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-10T21:22:15.473-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-10T21:22:15.473-07:00</app:edited><title>J is for Jackass</title><content type="html">A jackass is a male donkey. Unlike many of the animals I have featured in this &lt;a href="http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/"&gt;A to Z challenge&lt;/a&gt; such as sharks and hippos, most of us have experienced this animal at close quarters, at some time or another. We may have even ridden on one.&amp;nbsp;When you grew up in Britain and the highlight of your summer&amp;nbsp;is a chilly day at Weston-Super-Mud, the donkey ride may have been the highlight of your childhood possibly.&lt;br /&gt;
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At least until the donkey refused to move. And you ended up with a complex that was with you for the rest of your life. I digress. Candy floss is also a very traumatic thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;(Oscar Panther)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There are actually 40 million domestic donkeys in the world and they are seen as the poor man's fashion accessory, even more so than owning a Yugo.&lt;br /&gt;
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A male donkey or ass is called a jack, a female is called a jenny or jennet. Jack donkeys and female horses&amp;nbsp;are used to produce mules. All of them can be pretty stubborn, a quality I see as admirable. If you know a couple called Jack and Jenny, you can bet they'll be asses. I'm not sure where Jill comes into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;
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Donkeys have been domesticated since 3000 BC or thereabouts. The ancestors of the modern donkey are the Nubian and Somalian subspecies of African wild ass. In ancient Egypt the number you owned was a sign of prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;
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Donkeys are widely used in agriculture and even in warfare. The New Zealand Medical Corps used donkeys to rescue wounded soldiers from the battlefield at Gallipoli, during World War One. The Italian army, never the finest fighting force since the days of ancient Rome, used them widely. Although it's said an army marches on its stomach, in this case the soldiers marched on their asses, because the donkeys were also used for meat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Jewish people wouldn't approve because donkeys aren't considered Kosher. But they play a prominent role in the Bible. &lt;br /&gt;
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An Old Testament prophesy, has the Messiah arriving on a donkey: "Behold, your King is coming to you; He is just and having salvation, Lowly and riding on a donkey, A colt, the foal of a donkey!" it says.&lt;br /&gt;
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"With the rise of Christianity, some believers came to see the cross-shaped marking present on donkeys' backs and shoulders as a symbol of the animal's bearing Jesus into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, " states Wikipedia. "During the Middle Ages, Europeans used hairs from this cross (or contact with a donkey) as folk remedies to cure illness, including measles and whooping cough.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Donkeys (Rylee Isitt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the 15th Century one doctor even listed&amp;nbsp;riding backwards on a donkey as a cure for scorpion stings, tempting me to make the obvious ass backwards joke.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are too many references to donkeys in literature and film to list here. Shakespeare derided them as stupid in a Midsummer Night's Dream; Cervantes&lt;i&gt; Don Quixote&lt;/i&gt; puts a better spin on them and the dour Eeyore in Winnie the Poo is perhaps the most famous literary donkey of them all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Donkeys also feature in politics. Opponents and satirists depicted U.S. President Andrew Jackson as a "Jackass." Jackson liked the 
insult and the donkey later became the symbol of the Democratic party. See &lt;a href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2011/04/j-is-for-jacksonian-jackass.html"&gt;J is for Jacksonian, Jackass.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About the Jackass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The word &lt;em&gt;donkey&lt;/em&gt; replaced &lt;em&gt;ass&lt;/em&gt; from 18th century, as society became more polite&lt;em&gt;. Rooster&lt;/em&gt; also replaced&lt;em&gt; cock&lt;/em&gt; at this time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not to Say to a Jackass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Are you feeling a little hoarse?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/8ULEl_BNKLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/4791282021708548487/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/j-is-for-jackass.html#comment-form" title="38 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4791282021708548487?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/4791282021708548487?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/8ULEl_BNKLg/j-is-for-jackass.html" title="J is for Jackass" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8R75y_KRI5w/UWY6HX7j0HI/AAAAAAAAB9k/abTK1qRx9ZI/s72-c/donkey2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>38</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/j-is-for-jackass.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAASX4yfCp7ImA9WhBWFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-2529699225230665597</id><published>2013-04-09T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-09T21:05:48.094-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-09T21:05:48.094-07:00</app:edited><title>I is for Iguana</title><content type="html">It's not much fun when you find yourself waking up in the night screaming and crawling up the walls. But this happened to me last night, I afraid to say.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was a voice in my head - the same one that usually goes on about chocolate at 2 a.m. But this time it had a deranged tone. It informed me of something I had known for some time but had not dared to admit, for the shame of bringing it out of my subconscious and exposing it for the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Iguanas at a zoo in Sweden (Bjoertvedt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had made it to I on the A to Z challenge without featuring a single reptile....&lt;br /&gt;
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Pause as the full horror of those words sinks in. My blood runs cold. Then I move swiftly onto Iguanas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually I like Iguanas. They are funky and come in all shapes, sizes and colors. I would gladly swap a dog that is still hyperactive notwithstanding the strategic removal of certain parts, for one of these cool reptiles which are not scary in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Green Iguana Society informs me: "Because reptiles are vertebrates, they are chordates.  Phyla are also divided up into many smaller groups, called classes."&lt;br /&gt;
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Whaaatt??&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyhow. Did I tell you they are funky.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Iguana is a type of herbivorous lizards&amp;nbsp; that lives in tropical parts of Mexico, Central America and islands such as Fiji and Tonga in the the Pacific as well as the Caribbean. This lounge lizard has impeccable taste and can be found supping cocktails in places such as Martinique.&lt;br /&gt;
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The genus was first described back in 1768 by Austrian naturalist Josephus Nicolaus Laurenti in his popular best seller &lt;em&gt;Specimen Medicum, Exhibens Synopsin Reptilium Emendatam cum Experimentis circa Venena. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Um OK. The two main types are the Green Iguana and the Lesser Antillean iguana, which is endangered due to the destruction of its habitat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Galapagos Islands of South America are known for their distinctive iguanas. Back in the 19th Century naturalist Charles Darwin found so many of them here, he remarked it was impossible to pitch a tent because there were so many iguanas. A distinctive pink morph was identified.&lt;br /&gt;
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Darwin described the Galapagos land iguana as "ugly animals, of a yellowish orange beneath, and of a brownish-red colour above: from their low facial angle they have a singularly stupid appeararance." &lt;br /&gt;
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This description makes me wonder whether he was not actually, in fact, making notes in 7-Eleven.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Useless Fact About Iguanas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Some species have a symbiotic relationship with the local bird population; the birds remove parasite and ticks, making life a good deal better of the iguanas and providing a tasty lunch for the birds.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not to Say to an Iguana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Can I borrow your scales?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~4/3VinnSAo6r8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/feeds/2529699225230665597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/i-is-for-iguana.html#comment-form" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/2529699225230665597?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786284110007207873/posts/default/2529699225230665597?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BritsInTheUsa/~3/3VinnSAo6r8/i-is-for-iguana.html" title="I is for Iguana" /><author><name>David Macaulay</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/110726073993324330380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fs0LVwOYV-s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hWNZGuNEghY/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRLRHPHYjKk/UWTBzoqeupI/AAAAAAAAB9E/-_4TJ7ld1Wg/s72-c/Iguana.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>24</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://britsintheus23.blogspot.com/2013/04/i-is-for-iguana.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cNQ30zcSp7ImA9WhBWFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786284110007207873.post-7916706848264883346</id><published>2013-04-08T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-08T21:18:12.389-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-08T21:18:12.389-07:00</app:edited><title>H is for Hippopotamus</title><content type="html">Hippos can be jolly chaps and chapesses at the movies and in entertainment. The Disney film &lt;i&gt;Fantasia&lt;/i&gt; featured a ballerina hippopotamus dancing to the opera &lt;em&gt;La Gioconda,&lt;/em&gt; while the hippopotamus characters "Happy Hippos" were created in 1988 by the French designer Andre Roche.&lt;br /&gt;
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This idea of cuddly hippos, in reality, is far of the mark. Hippos are big, bad and dangerous to know. They are also very ugly and&amp;nbsp;one time at the zoo when a hippo unleashed its&amp;nbsp;vast mouth to yawn served to remind yours truly and onlookers within a radius of two miles that hippos have&amp;nbsp;halitosis the like of nobody's business. Don't waste your money on Altoids, folks.&lt;br /&gt;
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The purpose of&amp;nbsp;my A to Z series on animals seems to be to gross out people as much as possible, although, I didn't start out with that intention. Still from baboons' bums to sharks cannibalising each other in the womb, it seems to have happened hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure if I can better that with hippos, although I can confirm hippos mark their territory by spinning their tails while defecating to distribute their excrement over a greater area. They pee backwards for the same reason. Realtors beware. If you are trying to sell a house to a hippo, run for the hills long before he tells you he'll buy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hippos live in sub Saharan Africa and are big, weighing 3 to 9 tons. In fact, only two land animals are bigger - the elephant and the rhinoceros.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although many people think they are related to pigs, given their resemblance to pigs, their closest living relatives are, in fact, &amp;nbsp;cetaceans which include whales and porpoises, although the species went their separate ways 55 million years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hippos are also rather badass. They are very aggressive animals, even though they are herbivores. Think of the most scary vegan you know, and add 200 Big Macs (stuffed full of soy), permi PMS and a devotion to Charles Manson.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hippos kill about 200 people a year, which is more than double that of sharks, although more people are killed by elephants.&amp;nbsp;They even scare the hell out of crocodiles. Wikipedia notes they are "very aggressive towards humans, whom they commonly attack whether in boats or on land with no apparent provocation.&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;They are widely considered to be one of the most dangerous large animals in Africa."&lt;br /&gt;
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Zulu warriors preferred to be as brave as a hippopotamus; even lions were not considered as fearsome.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another notable fact about hippos is men and lady hippos just about look the same; which has led a few foolhardy entrepreneurs to market hippo handbags to females, with varying degrees of success.&lt;br /&gt;
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Infamous Colombian drug warlord Pablo Escobar, a man who brought in more money than the GDP of Colombia through coke sales, also had a thing for importing hippos. &amp;nbsp;Managing the aggressive hippos,&amp;nbsp;commonly referred to as the "&lt;i&gt;cocaine hippos," &lt;/i&gt;has become&amp;nbsp;a major&amp;nbsp;issue for the Colombian government since the death of Escobar because the big old hippos are on the rampage with no known predators.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What Not To Say to a Hippo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You really float my boat&lt;br /&gt;
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