Dear Bob, here are some photos of my life here on the campus of Concordia Seminary. I love kids, working with the grounds crew, swimming, playing with my dog friends, and especially my own family people.
There's a conversation going on around the web this morning about how creepy many folks see the Easter Bunny who is always a fixture at the White House Easter Egg Roll the Monday after Easter. Frankly I don't see anything creepy about him or her and certainly the costume is no more cartoonish than Fredbird or any other sporting mascot.
A year ago Christian or Connor dropped a glass onto Ferdie's ceramic dog bowl which shattered it into many pieces. Today, Jake who is visiting for the weekend, picked up the replacement ceramic bowl, dropped it, and it shattered.
Ok, this is being tested somewhere in Scandanavia by the Nordic Society for Invention and Discovery, which is good in a way because it means no American tax dollars were wasted. What is going on over there is “No More Woof” -- technology that aims to distinguish canine thought patterns and then issue them as short sentences via a microphone.
The operating system relies on sensors in the headset which detect electric signals in the dog's brainwaves. Technology from an in-built processing device then analyses the signal patterns and deciphers them into distinct feelings like anger, curiosity or tiredness.
Sample sentences such as “I’m hungry – but I don’t like this!” or "I'm curious who that is?" will be programmed into the device and emitted through a loudspeaker.
How exactly scientists will attach the sensors into a dog's brain has yet to be ironed out. Issues like this.
Dogs have always done a great job of communicating. I'm guessing the folks who are involved in this study are cat people because cats really keep their thoughts to themselves. And cats wouldn't put up with this kind of nonsense so they're trying it with dogs.
This is old news, but the dog at Soulard's annual Mardi Gras Pet Parade that got quite a bit of attention has been on my mind. Supposedly it is a Golden Retriever who was turned into a tiger for the event.
The head looks like a Golden, but if it is, someone had him shaved down so that the paint would adhere which brings me to question I hear often in summer. "Do you ever consider shaving Ferdie's fur when it's hot?"
No. And here's why. The tiger dog is really cute, a clever bit of costuming, but I don't think this is a Golden.
This is not a story you'd expect to read about Missouri. Car Pulling Trailer Full of Alligators Crashes in Southeast Missouri. Very weird at any time of year but especially so in winter. The husband and wife were injured but the gators seem to be ok and will soon be on their way back to the Lazy L. Safari in Cape Girardeau.
But wait, the seMissourian fleshes this story out a bit. The couple driving were headed back to their home in Alabama with the gators which they got from the Lazy L Safari. So...Alabama people went up north to get gators? why?
The only hint I can find is that this Alabama couple run two barbeque restaurants and the husband also farms alligators. Hmmm
This morning I saw a dead raccoon on Vandalia St in Collinsville not to far from our street turnoff. I try not to wish ill on any creature but my first thought at seeing the animal was that I hoped it was the last raccoon making a home under our deck. With our luck, this is probably not the same guy.