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a bevy of bevos
Sep. 10th, 2004 08:23 pmNothing I enjoy more than being blase, evil and right on the money. I did it twice today- pulling out fifty certs to leave early, and then in the grocery store parking lot where some suburban bitch tried to run me down in her monster truck.
Didn't do much exciting when I got home. Took a nap, caught up on the news, cleaned the living room. I'm just now getting around to baking a quiche for dinner.
One of the reasons I enjoy Stargate so much is the interpersonal relations, the characters playing off one another. Layer that over travel amongst the stars, aliens, wars, intrigue and mysteries and you have an excellent television show. Not unlike X-Files, I suppose.
The Alcalde has an article on Bevo, the new one arriving and the retiring one and a history of the mascot. I am incredibly saddened by the treatment of the first Bevo! No one wanted to feed him, because it was so expensive. So the first Bevo was shipped out to a pasture after being branded by tricksome Aggies angry that UT kicked their asses in a football game. He was abandoned, alone and unloved by his university until they decided to barbecue the poor longhorn. The story of Bevo IV was not quite so grim, as he was deemed orneriest of all Bevos. Imagine a 2,000 lb steer with giant horns shaking off his handlers and battering a parked car. Or even more amazing, imagine him leaping an eight foot tall fence to run freely! Crazy Bevos.
For the record, it is untrue that they drug Bevo. He is simply trained from a very early age and chosen for an extremely docile temperment. Our newest, Bevo XIV, apparently likes to flop over on his side and have his belly scratched. He also plays with his cat buddy out on the ranch.
Didn't do much exciting when I got home. Took a nap, caught up on the news, cleaned the living room. I'm just now getting around to baking a quiche for dinner.
One of the reasons I enjoy Stargate so much is the interpersonal relations, the characters playing off one another. Layer that over travel amongst the stars, aliens, wars, intrigue and mysteries and you have an excellent television show. Not unlike X-Files, I suppose.
The Alcalde has an article on Bevo, the new one arriving and the retiring one and a history of the mascot. I am incredibly saddened by the treatment of the first Bevo! No one wanted to feed him, because it was so expensive. So the first Bevo was shipped out to a pasture after being branded by tricksome Aggies angry that UT kicked their asses in a football game. He was abandoned, alone and unloved by his university until they decided to barbecue the poor longhorn. The story of Bevo IV was not quite so grim, as he was deemed orneriest of all Bevos. Imagine a 2,000 lb steer with giant horns shaking off his handlers and battering a parked car. Or even more amazing, imagine him leaping an eight foot tall fence to run freely! Crazy Bevos.
For the record, it is untrue that they drug Bevo. He is simply trained from a very early age and chosen for an extremely docile temperment. Our newest, Bevo XIV, apparently likes to flop over on his side and have his belly scratched. He also plays with his cat buddy out on the ranch.