tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post7917183823436973164..comments2023-09-09T02:28:31.157-06:00Comments on because I really can't get enough of myself: why I don't believe in evolutionmelissabastowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07707231121450160335noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-84915596427378819202009-04-19T21:22:00.000-06:002009-04-19T21:22:00.000-06:00Dude, you're my new favorite blogger.
And sign ...Dude, you're my new favorite blogger. <br /><br />And sign me up for a freaking tail!Alison Wonderlandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15764321314666554990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-91951245247610750352009-04-19T00:38:00.000-06:002009-04-19T00:38:00.000-06:00I actually have things I like to call "finger toes...I actually have things I like to call "finger toes". They're like long fingers attached to my feet. Akward? yes! Useful? That too!<br /><br />As far as tails go, I'd like to have a big ol' kangaroo-like tail. That might actually help me stay balanced. I have an orthostatic hypotension problem (low blood pressure when standing so I get faint and unbalanced) and I kinda sorta tip over occasionally, not usually all the way over. Just enough to look drunken. Funny? probably to people who watch me lose my balance just standing there!Rhondahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15780571361141805413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-9375062483224494882009-04-18T05:02:00.000-06:002009-04-18T05:02:00.000-06:00Wow. You really need to get involved in the schol...Wow. You really need to get involved in the scholarly discussions going on about this subject. <br /><br />Wonder woman, too. That is one terrific comment.LisAwayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03299284773832500834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-501882654979475292009-04-17T20:21:00.000-06:002009-04-17T20:21:00.000-06:00Your deep thinking astounds me. I have no doubt th...Your deep thinking astounds me. I have no doubt that NASA will soon be calling. Get ready for that...J. Baxterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10336068633235904883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-12897104826194132762009-04-17T13:35:00.000-06:002009-04-17T13:35:00.000-06:00Totally with you on this one. One hand/foot for e...Totally with you on this one. One hand/foot for each child. It's the perfect ratio.Rachel Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14426183215612921121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-90054891004620072482009-04-17T12:42:00.000-06:002009-04-17T12:42:00.000-06:00p.s. too bad you live in ID. If you lived in Utah...p.s. too bad you live in ID. If you lived in Utah, I might actually come clean your house. I'm not a "real" cleaner, but for some reason, I enjoy cleaning other people's house. I know. I'm a freak.Wonder Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01286006629537084653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1238721981418019152.post-65979980425583612642009-04-17T12:40:00.000-06:002009-04-17T12:40:00.000-06:00I actually have what a friend has affectionally ca...I actually have what a friend has affectionally called "monkey toes." I've been known to pull weeds with them while chatting on the phone and watching the kids play outside. And to pick things up off the floor if my hands are full, or I'm feeling weird.<br /><br />Tails would definately be useful! And if we'd always had them we wouldn't think they looked weird on humans. Think of all the disciplining you could do. Moms have eyes in the back of their head, but to have a TAIL for the enforcing would be marvelous!!! And think of being in the car!!! You could actually hand your kids their sippy cup or a toy from your bag and have both hands on the wheel.<br /><br />Darwin was definately an idiot. Moms need tails and opposable toes. And if we really "got rid" of things we didn't need, why do we still have appendixes?Wonder Womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01286006629537084653noreply@blogger.com