Monday, May 7, 2012


As my time here in Lewiston, Idaho on the campus of Lewis-Clark State College has grown to a lengthy extent I have come to the realization of one thing and one thing only. There are a TON of squirrels here on this somewhat 'wooded' campus. I have seen them time and time again, day in and day out, and only one question comes to mind... a question that has been troubling me for countless days... just burning deep down and it is driving me insane... just what exactly is the squirrel population here on the campus alone? I am not the only one to have wondered this, I'm sure. Yet, there is no hard evidence to suggest otherwise. It has got to be an overwhelming amount I mean, I gotta believe that there are a couple hundred on this 46 acre squirrel infested woodland! I have noticed that they are slowly becoming more and more domesticated, which is good news because I would love to catch one. Tag it. Then release it. Catch another. Tag it. release it. You see the trend here I hope. After I have tagged them all, I would obviously have a accurate number on the population. How groundbreaking would this be in the community? So many people would be able to sleep better at night knowing the answer to the question that has been bugging us ALL here in Lewiston am I right? It would probably be the most significant breakthrough in cities history, at least one of the more memorable. Unfortunately I am nowhere near qualified to catch/tag squirrels 'legally' and lets face the fact that I can't possible have that much time on my hands... I will have to play hero another day!

Friday, May 4, 2012

What is his deal?

It is currently 8:54 p.m., the mood is somber after a loss here in Oregon. We are grounded, and stuck in our rooms for the night, forbidden to leave the premises. Bufton and myself are rooming with Kevin McLeod and let us just say, the kid is downright depressed. This got Buff thinking, and said something along the lines of "Why are you solemn? You are like Eeyore right now". This then got us contemplating the complexities of Eeyore's character and his mannerisms.
We couldn't help but notice his depression usually onsets all of the miscues in his life. For instance, his futile attempts at making a tent are quickly put to an end by an onslaught of untimely winds or just unstable foundation choices. One can't help but think that his negative attitude directly impacts his misfortunes in life. It's almost as if he ironically enjoys the unhappiness in his life. If he had any inkling about turning his life around he would change things, for example, the way he puts a tent together, and puts his tail on... another thing that should never happen yet does often all because of his approach to life. Let me just say, if my tail fell off just one time, I would change my life and live it in a way that it would never happen again, because you only get one tail in life unless you are a lizard but that is neither here nor there. Eeyore is a donkey, and last time i checked they only get one tail.
We all know and have been around "Eeyore's", like McLeod over here. His tail would definitely have fallen off, or his tent would have collapsed today with his attitude. This poses the question, what can you do to help Eeyoreism? I mean, Winnie the Pooh tried on numerous occasions to help out, so did Christopher Robin and even Tigger. Their attempts were about as successful as Eeyore's were at making a tent. We can tell you this, after dealing with McLeod (our own personal Eeyore), the only way we were able to get him mildly happy was to buy him a bakers dozen dalmatian puppies, 14 holographic Charizard cards, and a brunch date with the CEO of Whip-strip.
Sometimes you gotta just make some lemonade with the roses that life gives you. We love McLeod and wanted him to be happy, just like the whole hundred acre wood wanted Eeyore to be happy. So remember, change is the anecdote to Eeyoreism...either that or filling all of the holes in your heart with copious amounts of consumeristic pleasures.

I would like to thank Kevin McLeod for inspiring myself and Bufton!