(sigh)
Funny.
I was reading Fred Reed's column yesterday about hornets and their brains (don't ask me why), and I was struck by the fact that there are folks out there who can get a column out of just about anything.
Reed waxes eloquently about the size of hornets' brains ("a few milligrams or some depressing amount"); the aerodynamics of their flight ("can fly with precisely controlled speed and angle to the ground"); their eyesight ("integrating the output of the multitudinous ommatidia that constitute its compund eyes into a useful image"); their knowledge of how to build nests ("what to chew, how to find it, when to chew it, and how to paste it together to make a smooth hanging gray gourd full of elaborate cells"); and their mating instincts ("both have to want to do it, recognize each other, know how to align various body parts and produce the needed psysiological responses at the right moment.")
This is actually much more than I ever wanted to know about hornets, but I must say I was intrigued by Reed's ability to take the absurd and keep my attention for the 90 seconds it took me to scan the article. Even more intriguing is the fact that Fred Reed is an expatriate living in Mexico. Even HE admits it...his Haldol is missing.
There are folks out there who can get a column out of just about anything.
(LOL)
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