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Feb. 2nd, 2007 03:08 pmFrom a press release from the Humane Society of the United States, February 14th is the start of a very important courtship ritual and it's not for humans.
While humans are courting on February 14, amorous male skunks are busy playing the dating game as well. February through March is mating season for striped, hog–nosed, and hooded skunks, and that translates into “skunk smell.” According to The Humane Society of the United States, the stink occurs when males try to court females who may not be in "the mood." When that happens, female skunks generate an aroma to repel their rejected suitors. Fortunately, skunk romance only lasts a short time.
It's nice to know that Valentine's Day stinks figuratively and literally.
Speaking of stinky, I promised I'd post this for a friend.
Some background - When I was in middle school, we had to join a club. Basically, all the clubs were athletic or nerdy. I hated them all. The first year, the cross country (um, huge running group for those not familiar) coach, signed me up for the cross country club because my brother was state champion or really really good (I don't remember what year my brother went to states or any of that). Boy was the coach shocked when he realised that I don't run unless chased by some monstrous thing. He thought I was kidding during the first semester so he signed me up for the second semester. After that, he realised that there was no way I was running.
The next year, I chose the writing club because at least I could goof off and not do much for that hour three times a week. It also didn't involve exercise which was quite a bonus.
Every semester, we'd have to write a book and it could be any length. I wrote about 50-100k every semester for two years. When I was 12, I wrote "Dragon Killer, Peace Bringer". I shamelessly stole the world from Forgotten Realms. It is complete and total Mary Sue what with the purple eyes and amazing weapons prowess. I've included commentary from me on its merits. I've also posted a graphic of the cover of my "novel".
( wook writes a mary sue and sporks her 12 year old self )
While humans are courting on February 14, amorous male skunks are busy playing the dating game as well. February through March is mating season for striped, hog–nosed, and hooded skunks, and that translates into “skunk smell.” According to The Humane Society of the United States, the stink occurs when males try to court females who may not be in "the mood." When that happens, female skunks generate an aroma to repel their rejected suitors. Fortunately, skunk romance only lasts a short time.
It's nice to know that Valentine's Day stinks figuratively and literally.
Speaking of stinky, I promised I'd post this for a friend.
Some background - When I was in middle school, we had to join a club. Basically, all the clubs were athletic or nerdy. I hated them all. The first year, the cross country (um, huge running group for those not familiar) coach, signed me up for the cross country club because my brother was state champion or really really good (I don't remember what year my brother went to states or any of that). Boy was the coach shocked when he realised that I don't run unless chased by some monstrous thing. He thought I was kidding during the first semester so he signed me up for the second semester. After that, he realised that there was no way I was running.
The next year, I chose the writing club because at least I could goof off and not do much for that hour three times a week. It also didn't involve exercise which was quite a bonus.
Every semester, we'd have to write a book and it could be any length. I wrote about 50-100k every semester for two years. When I was 12, I wrote "Dragon Killer, Peace Bringer". I shamelessly stole the world from Forgotten Realms. It is complete and total Mary Sue what with the purple eyes and amazing weapons prowess. I've included commentary from me on its merits. I've also posted a graphic of the cover of my "novel".
( wook writes a mary sue and sporks her 12 year old self )
