It Must Be A Camel

I was out of material. This is not a town like Paris, Vienna or New York where you can just walk out your door and get something interesting. But, since we just had penguin wanna-be's strolling Delmar Boulevard, it's reasonable to have a desert schooner prowling Soulard. What? Ask Frank.        

Spanish-Speaking Camel

So okay, we got some mismatched patterns. But that makes life interesting.

Off in a corner of Kiener Plaza was a petting zoo for kids attending the Hispanic Festival. I've allways thought "petting zoo" was a strange term but it's common in this country. There, between the pony and the pig, was this camel. I've seen feral camels in the Australian Outback but, to my knowledge, they do not inhabit Latin America outside of the Mexico City Zoo or whatever.

So there it was, getting the attention of nice suburban mommy and blond daughter. I hear camels can be ill behaved. Would it like a slurp of mommy's beer?

Appalling day at work yesterday and didn't get any comments written. We hope for a better tomorrow.