Deuxième issue (invention)

Whoever said writing was easy! I do not get it, before I started this blog a few days ago, I hard many stories and stuff that I felt I had to share with the world, now……….After hours of scratching my head and wondering what I should write about, I still have nada, damn!

So I have decided to just keep typing some shit and may be a story will come to along the way.

Let me talk about the weekend may be…….(this is like being on a date with a chic and you run of vibe, lucky for me I am not trying to impress any of you so I do not give a fuck!)……Anyway, so the weekend; Friday was basic, drunk a few beers, well may be not a few, banged kb with friends, looked at well dressed, and richly endowed girls (I hope someone does not read this), cracked some jokes (if you read my first issue, you know whose moment this was J ) then went home at about 2.am, so Friday was really basic.

Now Saturday is when real shit happened, woke up at about 9am, then I do not remember what I did till about 3pm (this part of the day had no real shit happening I guess), anyway so at 3pm I hooked up with a few very special friends, bought some hard liquor, and made a trip to the Zoo, (don’t judge me mother fuckers, I like animals, nature and shit, so fuck off!), I wasn’t really blown away by most of the animals apart from a few, I will show you the pics in my next issue, as I have to borrow the camera, download the pics, and then upload them….shit!

So after the Zoo, we went to a beach, where one of the people I was with wanted to hook up with someone who was escorting someone to celebrate someone’s birthday party (typical Kampala plot), we had a few drinks there and then headed for the city. In the city, two of the three beautiful girls I was chilling with sadly had to go back home, but this didn’t alter my goal for the day, and luckily for me neither did it change that of one other person, which was enough quorum for me, we both had a common goal of getting drunk and we did not disappoint. But my partner in alcohol was a bit more ambitious than me; I left him in the bar at 5am.

Sunday was the realest shit now……..I ate pork and drunk beer, you can’t fuck with that! I apologize to my Moslem readers (if any, the last time I checked for how many people have hit my blog so far it was 3, one of them being myself and the other two I personally begged them to read, I even opened for them), but I apologize in advance to my Moslem readers who will read this shit in future, when I will be getting a million hits a day and making lots of money in advertising and endorsements (I do not know what the latter really means, I just hear a lot about it in movies and it’s usually attributed to people who make  a lot of money due to their fame and shit).

I have just got an idea, every issue I will be choosing something to talk about, be it a car, building, city, person, creature etc, I will gather and put together info on a particular item, and then publish with my issue.

When my blog grows huge, I will be writing about stuff that would have been chosen or suggested by you _ my readers. I will make my final selection by choosing the item with the highest votes. I hope you are not too stupid and that I do not have to mention that the votes will be casted by you, the readers…….!

All suggested topics will be archived such that one day one time, depending on my boredom, I can access them and may be write some shit about them.

So, let’s try this arrangement in today’s issue, the pics below were taken off my iPhone® during my visit at the Zoo;

The beautiful creature pictured above is called an Otter.

Otters are semi-aquatic (or in one case aquatic) fish-eating mammals. The otter subfamily Lutrinae forms part of the family Mustelidae, which also includes weasels, polecats, badgers, as well as others. With thirteen species in seven genera, otters have an almost worldwide distribution. They mainly eat aquatic animals, predominantly fish and shellfish, but also other invertebrates, amphibians, birds and small mammals.

The word otter derives from the Old English word otor or oter. This and cognate words in other Indo-European languages ultimately stem from a root which also gave rise to the English words water.

An otter’s den is called a holt or couch. A male otter is a dog (otter), a female a bitch (otter), and a baby a whelp or pup. The collective nouns for otters are bevy, family, lodge or romp, being descriptive of their often-playful nature, or when in water raft.

The time of pregnancy in otters are about 60 to 86 days. The newborn baby is taken care of by the mother, the father, and all the other offspring. Female otters reach sexual maturity at approximately 2 years of age, while males can produce offspring at approximately 3 years of age. After one month, the young otter can come out of the cave, and after 2 months it is able to swim. It lives with its family for about one year so that it can learn and be kept safe until maturity. Otters live up to ten years.

Otters are playful animals and appear to engage in various behaviors for sheer enjoyment. Different species vary in their social structure, with some being largely solitary, while others live in groups – in a few species these groups may be fairly large.

They seem to like the attention they receive from spectators at the Zoo and sometimes even engage in various acrobatics to lure their ‘fans’. These are typical show off animals, with their swiftness and killers moves when swimming, Otters are animals to look out for during a visit to the Zoo.

With that boys and girls, I concluded today’s issue (I guess I got shit to write about after all).

Peace!

Arthorious.

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~ by arthurscount on May 10, 2010.

3 Responses to “Deuxième issue (invention)”

  1. wow….u seem to have had quite a weekend…..can’t wait to see the other pics…oh u shouldn’t have added the ”reader’s get to choose what i’ll write about” i can already imagine what my..i mean yo blogs will look like 😉

  2. uhhh..now i feel like pork and beer 🙂 wow…the otter is fascinating.upload more pics of the zoo.would love to see them.or may be i’ll just go to the zoo my self

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