AIN’T IT FUNNY…?

This week there’s been a few big stories, the main one I can think of involves the basketball world with the highly anticipated 64-team NCAA Tournament. This version of Ain’t It Funny… can even be called the NCAA Tournament version. Just remember it won’t be a bracket.

Ain’t it funny how you can’t stand the government because you think there’s a huge conspiracy but you never really want to find out because you’re scared you don’t really want to know?

Ain’t it funny that when you’re broke and hungry you eat a lot of fast food because it’s cheaper even though if you went shopping it’d be even cheaper and you know that but you still get fast food too much?

*Wouldn’t it be great if you could eat fast food FOREVER but never gain weight?

Ain’t it funny how if you’re a sports fan, you can spend almost any Sunday being a couch potato glued to the sofa watching sports all day long while most other people feel obligated to go do something to fill in the hours of the day while you can do the same thing every single Sunday without ever feeling guilty or bored?

*Already on his way to a life of a couch potato, pimping Sundays as only a couch potato can do

Speaking of sports, ain’t it funny how much hype the NCAA Tournament gets from clueless people going crazy with the brackets and seeding and the upsets and yet half the people who play the tournament have no clue what they’re doing yet they still FREAK OUT when their bracket gets busted even though they didn’t know shit?

*I’m gonna kick the bracket out of you!

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CHAPTER 6: STEPHEN ROBERT IRWIN (22 February 1962 – 4 September 2006)

WE KNOW HIM AS: CROCODILE HUNTER

You know, I’m not one to get all teary when celebrities die. Actors, singers, performers, entertainers, politicians, whatever it may be, I just don’t wipe the tears away much. However, and think of me what you will, when my man, the Crocodile Hunter, died from a stingray barb that penetrated his heart, I was pretty damn sad. Now, I wasn’t sad because he had died by a stingray although that pretty much sucked. Nope. I was sad because I knew it was the end of him. We’re not talking an arrogant, snotty, stuck-up celebrity here. We’re talking a famous guy along the lines of Mr. Rogers and Bill Cosby, men who made things fun for everyone. The big difference was that Steve Irwin made nature fun, made reptiles fun and made the deadliest creatures on the planet fun. He spoke, you listened and you were shocked and interested all at the same time and always with a big smile on your face because he had the biggest smile on his. We see too many people in front of the camera for their own selfish reasons but Steve Irwin was on camera for everything but himself. He wanted us to know that nature was as fascinating as anything on earth, that animals small and large, timid and dangerous, were part of our earth and had just as much reason to be here as much and probably more than us. You could learn more about the natural world in one hour with the Crocodile Hunter than you had learned in your whole lifetime prior to that. Also, it takes some serious balls to feed 20-foot crocodiles, hold some of the deadliest snakes by their tails and travel by canoe during nighttime down an African river filled with angry hippos. Yep, say what you will about Steve Irwin but you can’t call him a pussy and you can’t call him a punk. So, even if just for sentimental purposes, the Crocodile Hunter definitely deserves a tribute.

*Do you realize how dangerous this is? Those are elephants, you know?

*this is a monitor lizard that could take off a finger in one chomp.

*Having fun with one of the world’s most deadly snakes. 

*The Crocodile Hunter’s cute side. This tiger cub will grow up to eat people!

*This Tortoise will outlive both the Crocodile Hunter and his wife. 

*Nice crocky.

It is with honor that I tribute Steve Irwin, aka The Crocodile Hunter for all the things he did for the natural world. Whether you care or not, I really don’t care since this is my page so I can tribute who the hell I want. However, it does say something that Steve Irwin never bragged, never became pompous and never forgot who he was and what he stood for. Shouldn’t that be worth something all in itself?

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