There are days when I come up with such a fantastic idea for a post here. I'll sit and I'll think about it and tell people about it and then make some notes and think about it some more and do some research. Unfortunately, the longer I spend thinking about the Fantastic Idea and trying to hammer it all out, the more I start to think that it is in fact, not such a Fantastic Idea after all - or the F.I. is such a meaty bone (as Scott says), that I really need to put Some More Time into it. And then I wonder what else I could write about. And then, invariably, I start thinking about squirrels.
Today, my friends, is one of those days.
I like squirrels. When I was a child, I enjoyed climbing trees so much that I wished I could be a squirrel when I grew up. I even wrote poems about it. No, you can't see them.
Some people don't like squirrels. They are afraid of their beady little eyes and their scratchy little claws, or that they will crawl up their pants leg, like what happened in this song (mp3). Squirrel loathers would probably appreciate this song (mp3), too.
Other people, like me, don't mind the little guys. They aren't afraid to look at life THROUGH little beady eyes, as in this song (mp3). Sometimes they don't have the words to express their appreciation, so they write instrumental songs like this song, or this song, or this song (mp3s). Sometimes they think that squirrels are SO great, they believe the critters are capable of solving crimes and starring in television shows (mp3), and putting out whimsical songs (mp3s).
And, of course, some people name their radio shows after them.
Well, I'm back to hammering out the Fantastic Idea which will hopefully be revealed next week - or else I will have to resort to some more squirrel-related content. In the meantime - please slow down on the roads, people. The life you save could be a small fluffy one.