Earlier in the month, I found myself watching "march of the penguins" and thinking how utterly lame it is that they cannot fly. They are birds... who cannot fly. God is just slapping them right in the face and saying "hey you, see that bluebird over there defying gravity? Guess what you cant do that. hahaha." They're the same sort of creatures as the other birds that can do exactly what they are supposed to, and yet they lack the primary characteristic of their genus. Its rather sad. Ostriches cant fly either. But they're pretty big and evil so I guess that make up for it. And they can run really fast. Apparently in some places people ride them in rodeos. I wouldn't be willing to do that. I would be scared that it would throw me off and peck me to death with its huge beak. But then again, people ride lots of things they shouldn't in rodeos. Like miniature cows and horses that didn't do anything deserving a fat man with a southern drawl jumping on their back, hitting and yelling at them, whilst the afflicted animal only tries to free itself. People have done some rather rude things to these animals. Just like God did to the penguins. Maybe someday they'll learn to fly.