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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Penguins, Banff and other stories.

The other day we rented The March of the Penguins, and let me tell you it's the most interesting movie i've ever watched. Who knew emperor Penguins were the shit like that? You know we live our lives relatively unaware of the world we live in. We just trudge along, making the most of it, complaining about things we don't have, or should have or do have and don't want. We live without being really aware of the planet we're doing the living on and unaware of the other species that we share the planet with.

Let me tell you what i learned about Penguins :
.Penguins from all tribes all over the Antarctic will make the 70 mile trek to gather once a year in the same place, where each one of them were born, to mate and start a family.
.The male and female Penguin are equally responsible for the chick's survival.
.The male penguin, for the sake of the chick, will go more then 125 days without food.
.If the chick dies the mother Penguin will sometimes go crazy and try to steal a chick from another mother, but the community will not stand for this.

I swear i learned so much watching that movie it's crazy, i highly recommend it.

In other news, Trevor (aka Olympic Sleeper) has decided to move to Banff this friday. This time he's gonna truely be on his owe since he doesn't know anyone there. Perhaps the broken toe and burns acquired while in Calgary left him to feel as though he'd accomplished what he could in the short period of time he was there, i don't know, but i certainly hope that there wont be anymore injuries before he comes home.

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