I'm still categorizing everything. (See my last post.)
Today a killer whale at Sea World killed a trainer. Years of doing the same show for screaming kids, but this time, for whatever reason, instead of jumping out of the water and grabbing a fish, it grabbed the woman, shook her around like a dog with a bone, and dragged her under the water.
I get what the whale was feeling. Captured and taken away from your family and friends, then not only kept in a tank most of the time, but forced to perform for the amusement of sugar-addled kids who just want to get splashed. I'd flip out too. It's called a killer whale for a reason. What do people expect? Still, you can't just kill someone no matter how pissed you are. Not cool, whale.
Today, I killed two mice in my home. I mean, indirectly. I didn't even put the trap out, Ken did. But I signed off on it, and when the CRACK! happened an hour later, I came out to the kitchen and saw that we killed two mice with one stone. One fully cut in half by the metal bar, the other with just a broken skull, still squirming a bit. I think that's all of them, but there may be more in the wall or something.
These weren't big rats, just mice. They mostly lived in the kitchen during their short life inside my apartment, rarely seen, but they'd started getting ballsier recently. Last night, I heard one scurrying around under my bed. It wasn't all that bad, sharing a room with a mouse. I went back to sleep fast. All it wanted was some chips I dropped. And for that I let it die today? Not cool, Josh.
What's the moral here? Maybe it's "Mother Nature's a bitch." We kill, we get killed. It'll happen. Animals aren't here to be our friends. Maybe we should stay the fuck away from each other.
I don't have any interesting editing tidbits, and won't for a couple weeks yet, probably, until I get to the "rough cut" stage. Diamond Bar is inexorably in progress, but it will take time to take shape. I want it to come out right, after all. For the curious, though, I've got two screenplay ideas floating around in my head to write as soon as I'm done with DB, and one of them is about the relationship between pets and pet owners. I've never been a pet person, and I think there's something a little deranged about the whole idea, honestly. It's going to be a science-fiction action epic. In the meantime, watch Werner Herzog's "Grizzly Man" if you haven't seen it yet.
Listening to: "I Am Trying To Break Your Heart (Live)", Wilco (Every Wilco song is better live.)
