I know, I know, I know.
I haven't written much that's terribly entertaining lately. I've been busy with violin and finishing my book and all sorts of other stuff.
And yes, I know that possum is supposed to have an O in front of it, but really, that's silly, and it wastes perfectly good Os that you could use in words like chOcOlate mOusse and Oliver WOOds and tandOORi chicken.
Anyhow, I wanted to tell you about this person I know, and maybe there was an additional person too (I don't have firsthand knowledge) who may or may not have had a penchant for catching possms, dying them blue, and letting them go again.
That's all I really have to say about that, except that I sort of wonder what people thought if they saw the blue possum.
"Wow. That's a BLUE possum."
"Nice that they dyed it blue for me. It will make it easier to run over."
"That's blue, dah-bah-dee-dah-bah-dye....."
I only thought about the blue possums because I read a story about a farmer playing a trick on some bird watchers by painting some hawks red.
The trouble with that is that hawks are actually smart and kind of respectable and even somewhat majestic. The farmer got in trouble, I think.
No one would blame you for dying a possum blue. Possums are not smart or respectable. In fact, they're rather ugly with their beady little eyes and nasty little tails, and I don't think they taste very good.
Not that I've ever tried to eat one.
But I can't imagine that anything that ugly would be worth eating.
Anyhow, there you go. Blue possums, huh? Well, see you later.

According to Andrew Zimmern, who ate some possum stew in West Virginia or somewhere thereabouts on his travel/food show, it's quite tasty. Better'n raccoon even...
Posted by: L | 01/20/2012 at 11:05 PM