This is Henry, a crocodile that was captured back in 1903 by elephant catcher called Sir Henry. They are guessing he was born around 1900, but since he was in the wild that aren’t exactly sure. They celebrate his birthday on December 16th making him 125 years old this year. Go Henry!
Henry measures over 16 feet 5 inches from snout to tail and weighs 1,543 pounds. Henry has fathered thousands of offspring and currently resides at Crocworld Conservation where he’s lived since 1985. He resides with another senior crocodile, Colgate, and six wives! Henry is likely a very happy croc. They are planning a big celebration for Henry’s birthday this year and rightly so. I’d love to be there, but since most of his likely will not be able to attend you can check back in to their website and see some pics and videos of the day.
Here’s a little video of Henry, it’s amazing to see his size!
“All I wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom in a pum pum, just shake ya rump”…
-Wreckz N Effect
Forget tarot cards—there’s a better game in town, rumpology, also known as buttology, the brainchild of the eccentric Jackie Stallone, yes, the mother of thee Sylvester Stallone. Jackie Stallone didn’t just give us Rocky; she gave us the art of reading rear ends.
So, what exactly is rumpology? Well, it’s the practice of analyzing the shape, lines, and crevices of a person’s posterior to learn their personality traits, future, and even health. Think of it like palm reading, but for your backside.
Jackie claimed that the left cheek represents the past, the right cheek the future, and the cleft (yes, the crack) is the line of your destiny. I couldn’t make this stuff up even if I wanted to.
Jackie Stallone, who was also an astrologer and wrestling promoter, believed that rumpology had roots in ancient civilizations like the Greeks and Romans. There is absolutely no evidence to support that theory. I’ve looked.
Jackie offered rumpology readings via photographs of people’s backsides, although sadly Jackie Stallone passed in 2002, just imagine the readings she could now via zoom!
But if you think her passing meant the end of rumpology you’d be wrong, it’s still being practiced today. The world renowned psychic (as she refers to herself) Sam Amos, offers rump readings for a fee. I’ll include her information below in case you’re feeling brave. But, if you do get a reading I hope you’ll let me know how it goes!
As a quick warning, don’t reveal that rump until you’re sure it’s really an experienced rumpologist, I don’t think I need to tell you all the things that could go wrong otherwise!
Well, I have now watched and reviewed my share of movies about Bigfoot lately. But I think they may have just been leading up to this gem.
Yeti, Giant of the 20th Century. This movie May have left me speechless, and type less for that matter. But I’ll get it together. Let me pause a moment to get my thoughts together.
Yup. Still recovering from the shock and awe. So I will start with the easy part. The plot summary. Scientists have found a giant frozen Yeti. Then those same scientists do a series of ridiculous things to defrost said Yeti and bring him back to life.
I mean it’s no big deal to find and resurrect a Yeti the size of King Kong right? And while we are speaking of the king of the monsters. This movie paid homage to (Yeah that sounds better than ripping off. Right?) the king himself.
There is even a Faye Raye for the giant hominid too. Let’s not talk about the nipple scene! But I digress. This movie took me to places I never wanted to ever go from the beginning. Like up 10,000 feet to find a frozen Yeti. And Yeti, I guess can be size of a large dinosaur. (Don’t ask me why we aren’t finding those bones by now).
To defrost and reanimate him they take him up in a helicopter bring him to a place where they recreate the same environment they just found him frozen in and began the thawing. Huh? Interesting.
Then yada yada, they finally defrost him. He falls in love with the scientists granddaughter. (Faye) and takes her, the kid brother and dog with them. So then one of the leads says to granddaughter, “If you stay any longer he might expect other things from you too!?!?! Omg! Someone pause the movie! Scrape my ears! And my brain! We did not need to go there!
And as if that is not bad enough. The local store owners are making Yeti T-shirts that look as if blue Yeti hands are reaching around from the back and grabbing the women’s boobs!
Who made this movie? Russ Meyer?
So without giving away all the wonderful twists and turns of this spectacular movie. I will say, You do get your big Yeti on the top of a high rise scene. Move over Kong here comes something hairier!
So check out this movie for a good laugh or to experience Larry David level of awkwardness. Remember I warned you, this is not your father’s Yeti film.
Link to movie on YouTube:
*This post was originally released on my former blog,written a number of years ago…
“Relying on deft genetic engineering and ancient, preserved DNA, Colossal scientists deciphered the dire wolf genome, rewrote the genetic code of the common gray wolf to match it, and, using domestic dogs as surrogate mothers, brought Romulus, Remus, and their sister, 2-month-old Khaleesi, into the world during three separate births last fall and this winter—effectively for the first time de-extincting a line of beasts whose live gene pool long ago vanished. TIME met the males (Khaleesi was not present due to her young age) at a fenced field in a U.S. wildlife facility on March 24, on the condition that their location remain a secret to protect the animals from prying eyes.”
Consequent upon the information reported in our last Proceedings, another search was made in the wilds of Tasmania for evidence of the existence of this almost extinct Marsupial.
Thanks have been transmitted to the Tasmanian Board for its generosity in allowing M:. M. S. R. Sharland the opportunity of first hand knowledge of the position. Apparently
The expedition was fitted out by the Tasmanian Animals and Birds’ Protection Board, and as a guest, Mr. M S. R. Sharland accompanied it. A full account will be published in the Proceedings, from which it will be seen that new footprints were observed more than once indicating that more than one individual still survives in the locality searched.
Mr. Sharland upheld the traditions of the Society as the Tasmanian Board has renewed its invitation to their next research expedition.
It is a matter of regret that no animals were seen but this is mainly due to the nocturnal habits of the marsupial.”
This Information was printed in the Proceeding of the Royal Zoological Society of New South Wales for the year 1938
It’s a cold Thursday afternoon and while I’m sitting reading along on WordPress I see the 5 things I do for fun.
My first thought is clearly scrolling through WordPress must be one of them. But this isn’t something I do daily. But the phone in general is one of the 5 things, if I’m not on this it’s one of the other many apps.
I try to start every day, even in winter months with a walk in the woods. When I get home it’s snuggling the dog, because he just gives me unconditional love and peace, he’s my best thing.
Other things I like to do are writing, especially poetry, but I also enjoy writing about different Fortean, nature and history subjects.
I love reading, so going to the library is a favorite winter hang out. And I also love taking my Cannon Rebel out with me on my adventures and snapping some pictures. I really enjoy the editing process as well.
In general I like to keep busy somehow mentally and physically, if the sun is shining outside though, the first thing I’ll always want to do is get outside. I’ll always that call of the wild…
The Wolf Moon, the first full moon of January which shined down on us last night, carries with it a mystique that’s been woven into folklore and legends across cultures.
In Native American traditions, it is named after the hungry howls of wolves heard during the frigid winter months. These howls were thought to signify the wolves’ yearning for the sustenance and warmth that the cold, barren landscape lacked. This moon marked a period of hardship and endurance for both the wolves and the people who lived alongside them.
In other cultures, the Wolf Moon is associated with transformation and inner strength. Legends speak of mythical creatures that were said to roam under this luminous moon, including werewolves, who would shift from human to wolf under its silvery light. The eerie glow of the Wolf Moon was thought to awaken a primal instinct within, urging individuals to connect with their wild, untamed nature.
There are also tales of spiritual awakenings and mystical encounters happening beneath the Wolf Moon. It’s a time believed to be ripe for introspection, releasing old habits, and setting intentions for the year ahead. Some legends even suggest that the Wolf Moon opens a portal to the realm of spirits, allowing for communication between the earthly and the otherworldly.
It’s fascinating how a single celestial event can inspire such a rich tapestry of stories and beliefs!
And sadly, I apologize that I wasn’t able to publish this last night due to a teeny hiking injury, but, better late than never! 🌕🐺✨
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