quick pre-vacation post to tide you over until I mobile-post

Ok, I'm going to the beach in 3 days. So, I will probably not have time to post before leaving. I'll probably be too busy with the gathering together, the packing, the pre-departure cleaning, the loose end wrap ups and making sure the animals will be properly cared for in our absence. I really see the next few days being too busy to do more than stop in for a comment or two or a quick visit to your place and leave a comment. Oh, and since my last day at work is Friday, I have some wrap up stuff there that will keep me occupied too. Anyway, here is an amusing (I hope) little ditty to keep you from going into the DT's

Swamp Guy and Gal Go on Vacation

When we last left our hero and heroin, they had recently narrowly escaped from the jaws of a ginormous croco-gator and established the first Gender-specific Roles. We pick them up after several weeks and lots of new behavior patterns have been established. Also, other swamp guys and gals have crawled from the primordial ooze to add another dynamic to the relationship. . . . . the other sex!

Well, Swamp Guy just finished off the grass hut, brought back a magacerous and buffalo carcass, laid up a stock of firewood and cleared a sufficient space around said hut to allow for a bit of safety from marauding saber-tooths and dingos. Swamp Gal has organized the hut, gathered a sufficient store of food to last a little while and dried the meat and hides for long term storage. Since they seem to have a little free time on their hands, they decide to take a break from the everyday drudgery of surviving and go have some pressure free fun. After Swamp Guy sees the potential outfits Swamp Gal has set out for the two destinations in mind, the bikini not only looks lighter to carry, but better on Swamp Gal than the heavy winter parka, so the Beach it is!!!

With the trip to the beach in store, Swamp Guy doesn't realize it yet, but he is walking into a dangerous situation. Since waterfront property is at a premium, and a perfect ambush site by the affore mentioned Saber-tooths and Dingos, not to mention Croco-gators, it is easy to see how Swamp Guy could overlook the potential danger inherent in a trip to the beach.

This danger does not lie in the possibility of being killed and eaten by a less intellectual killer like a lion, but from the more complex specimen of homo-swampilous (that's be Swamp Gal if you were confused by the Latin). Ultimately, death is not a likely outcome from a lingering gaze or even an open mouthed stare. The real danger lies in Swamp Guy falling victim to one of the classic blunders. The first of which is to never get involved in a land war in Asia. Only slightly less known is this, Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line". . . . and slightly less known than that is, "never get caught looking at another Swamp Gal when your very own Swamp Gal is right there for the viewing pleasure".

Seeing other Swamp Gals in leather bikinis (cloth hasn't been invented yet, so all bikinis are of leather. Fur bikinis quickly went out of fashion after Swamp Guys and Gals got a whiff of a wet wolf hide bikini. . . . whew. Not good!) may just be the undoing of all of Swamp Guys comfort. Anyway, with surviving an attack from a four legged or scaly predator takes the forefront, the novelty of another bikini clad Swamp Gal may be overlooked and result in more than a crick in the neck.

See, since Swamp Guy usually sees Swamp Gal in different stages of dress and un-dress, some of the novelty of seeing her (just the visual appeal of her) has settled into a comfort zone. Not that she is less attractive, or that she is boring, but that something new might just catch his eye for a minute. You'd think (much like Swamp Guy does) that a momentary distraction probably wouldn't be too dangerous since the beach is pretty open territory and potential ambush cover is scarce. You both would be mistaken. Since swamp Guy and Gal are both fairly new at this whole couples thing, Swamp Gal can get a tad bit jealous of other Gals. Swamp Guy, as you would expect, is clueless. Some things haven't changed that much since they crawled from the ooze apparently. So, what Swamp Guy learns is a need for some way of hiding what he is looking at from Swamp Gal.

And THAT is why sunglasses were invented.