rotting corpses

clackity clack clack, i drank my last beer.

i feel most at home in the desert.

i'm watching some penguins in the andes do a dance right now. i'm watching nature. oh look, now some flamingos are dancing. i, myself, am not a dancer. not at all.

in the andes, hummingbirds almost die during the night, every single night, because they temperatures drop so rapidly. they cope.