Three ocelli in addition to the big compound eyes is fairly common in insects. Bees, ants and grasshoppers all have 'em.
You’ve made me feel good. While I myself am very old I missed that owl joke. Maybe its even older than I am, you gotta tell me.
Unless you actually went to Arizona, aren’t you still seeing videos of them?
“Desert Shrimp” still inspire wonder as a concept. Let alone “living fossil desert shrimp”.
That’s good advice anyway. I enjoyed the Wukoki ruin there so much that I made a cake of it in February 2008
Nope. My triops experiences are limited to catching a bunch in undergrad in a vernal pool on a very cold and windy day for something I can’t remember now that was supposed to be some sort of species survey that I got roped into helping with (not even my research that I froze my ass off for), and being unable to raise them from eggs with one of those kits, very special water, special minerals, etc… with GirlChild.
Well, lucky you!
They’re widely available (and apparently make for a fun cannibal pet experience!)
Okay. First, the background: Our department’s chief engineer, Carl, told a group of us wet-behind-the-ears newbies the joke back in the early 90s. He was a bit past retirement age then, and he later on told us he learned the joke (actually a shaggy dog story) when he was in his teens, so, yep – it’s an old one – one which requires just the right moment for use upon an unsuspecting audience. Our group was talking about certain foods when Carl busted out the story:
“Ever had owl? This is how you cook it. Pluck it, gut it, then nail it, with its wings fully spread, to a suitably sized oak board. Season the owl’s innards with salt and pepper, and add chopped onions and carrots. Put it into a large pot of boiling water and cook for 30 minutes. When done, throw away the owl and eat the board.”
Anyway, you could see the punchline from a mile away, and all I could do was watch the others to see who got caught. Exquisitely, at the end of the story, a couple there were stunned silent for several seconds. I asked Carl how long he had waited for the right time for the telling: “Fifteen years!!”
That joke was ancient when my father heard it as a child, regarding how to prepare Carp.
It’s the kind of joke that morphs readily over time. ex: Add some sliced potatoes.
OK, yeah, I’ve heard the variations on that. Chief among them cooking Possum. At my age I need jokes with a shorter shelf life though. I love that kind of stuff, The one or two folks that are slack-jawed at the end, there’s the beauty of it. Gobsmacked by the dumbassery of it all.
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