So on Saturday the NYC LDSSA had a trip to the Bronx zoo. I spent seven hours at a zoo, which is something I would never do otherwise, but it was fun and the smells reminded me of the Indiana State Fair (who knew a giraffe smelled like the cow barn?). There was a competition to see who could write down the most Latin animal names - our team won. I know, every moments a thrill.
There was this little girl by the tigers and she just started shouting at it (in the ghetto-ist way possible) Hey Tiiiger! Come at ME! And eat ME!" I was like dang yo, chill wee one.
Some peeps and I rode the "Bug Carousel" because we're like five. This one guy Cyrus joined us, and he was not happy. The whole time he had this shmur grump face and starting tapping his pen on his bug. Meanwhile I'm like "Yeah!!! I'm on a bug!"
Oh and at every exhibit there were signs like "Why does ___ do ___ ?" And you lift the flap and there's an answer. This was my favorite one:
And today I went to this NYU event called "Signs and Rhymes" which was this concert by a Deaf Finnish hip hop artist, and lemme tell ya, you haven't seen hip hop until you've seen it done by an extremely white Scandinavian Deaf guy. He had such classics as "Actions speak louder than words" and "Let your soul be your boom box." There was also a Deaf comedian CJ Jones opening the event, apparently he's pretty famous in the Deaf community, and he was really funny.
Good times.
Did ya like what I did with the title of this blog post? Punny, punny.
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