Good afternoon, Wednesday. Love that the sun is shining outside after the gloom and doom of the past few days. Apparently the world has a new Pope, of the Argentinian persuasion. And although his Non Euro thing is a big whoop di do, thank the big guy/girl above that he still has the same antiquated views on stuff. I'm not sure if there's ways for religion to evolve to the times, but rest assured, it's not gonna happen with this pontiff. Oh, well. It was fun to watch though.
And with the world gone crazy and Dennis Rodman becoming some sort of peyote/angel dusted version of Kissinger hanging out with North Korean lunatics and showing up at the Vatican, one can't help but just scratch one's head. Perhaps I should just eat a boatload of sugar (ha,ha Bloomie) and call it a day. Or perhaps I should just get a pet cheetah, like actress Phyllis Gordon, shown here. After all, in such a mad universe, an exotic pet to stroll about Manhattan with may be just what the doctor ordered. Don't you just love this photo of Audrey Hepburn below with a baby deer? I can't.
Whatever. Spring has almost sprung and I'm feeling goofy. Cause that's what's up this adopt a cheetah kind of Wednesday in the 212. I'm feeling extra eccentric today and embracing it. XO
For more unusal animals and their human cohorts, check out:
http://www.messynessychic.com/2012/04/19/when-wild-pets-were-the-accessory-du...