Remember a few days ago I told you I might get to see a silky anteater in Costa Rica?
Well, my new friend Oleg, a very funny person who can’t be older than about 15 (though he already has a girlfriend), has just composed an anteater ode that is truly magnificent. While indisputably a poem — that dreaded literary form that brings sweat to my furrowed brow — it is a good one. He even managed to fit an agouti in there. I highly recommend you read it. When I did, a rare thing happened: I laughed out loud. I don’t have a picture of Oleg to show you, but this is my great-nephew who looks similar.
Oh, wait: here’s one he just sent.
Anyway, speaking of agoutis, at a recent party someone overheard me talking about wanting to bring one back from Costa Rica. She whispered disapprovingly to the woman next to her, “She can’t do that! Doesn’t she know that’s illegal?