A Pox on my House

Literally, there is a pox on my house. I woke up sick this morning and after a stint at the doctor, it's possible I have chicken pox. As an adult. Maybe I'm like Benjamin Button and I'm reverting back to kindergarten, which means I will have to take a stop at highschooltown, and my dating life will complete the proverbial swirl down the can.

While passing the time today, in between naps and inauguration, I ran across this post of fancy toys courtesy of the folks over at Neatorama. While I do love the paranormal and supernatural, I most certainly have a warm spot in my heart for the cryptids out there in the universe. Chupacabra, yeti and Pope Lick Monster, to be precise. I am further fascinated by the Sci-Fi Channel's show Sci-Fi Investigates. In a past life as a radio co-host, I was fortunate to interview Loren Coleman, the country's foremost cryptozoologist, who once spoke about local cryptids around the Bear Lake area in Northern Utah.

Giant. Beavers. "Beavers as big as Volkswagons," I remember Coleman telling us, thrilled to enlighten the masses. And so I find myself passing up the previously mentioned cryptid toys because they do not include the giant beaver. However, I do know of some folks who might just pass as a Yeti from time to time.

Nice beaver:

From a post at Cryptomundo referencing our big, bucktoothed buddies.

Media darlings

I was lucky enough to mend some old wounds this weekend, patching up some ill feelings that have been harbored for the last year or two. I got an email back from my old host on Nightside, and he sent along this picture of us in action.

This ran on a story KSL did about the show on our debut night sometime in July of 2006. That first week desperately sucked, but the show ended up turning out fairly well for awhile.

It looks like I'm extremely serious and reading something very in-depth and important. Something very newsworthy, for sure. In reality, I was reading kittyhell.com and basically mugging for the camera.

Good luck in New Orleans, MC!