Why the Wily Beaver never attends air shows.

Mike, make sure you send me the links that you like that need posted in the side link bar. All your libertarian propaganda is making us nauseous.

I went out with Melissa and Brian last night. I actually called her "superficial". What was I thinking? Trying to fully form thoughts and opinions in the brain is often too difficult, so instead my mouth blurts out whatever it is thinking. Normally I am more restrained in my insulting of people. I just don't get it. I don't know if I feel sorry for her or what? What happens is that I recognize a certain vunerable side in the strangers I meet, and my heart goes out to them. I feel the need to take care of them or coddle their wounded (Or so I stupidly assume) psyche. That is when I make an ass out of myself. At that moment when I see a person as being defective, at that moment when I see a part of myself in the other person, I start treating them like a fucking baby.
I hate being a human being with limitations sometimes (not all the time. Our deficiancies make us who we are. We should celebrate our inadequacies.) It's when I feel stupid. It's when I feel weak. It's when I really really scared that I wish I could have godlike powers.

The Wily Beaver asks, "Is irony dead, or is it in hiding since 9/11?"

Who is the Wily Beaver?
To know the Wily Beaver we must first understand beavers themselves. Beavers are North America's largest rodent. They possess an advanced level of engineering skills and even a firm grasp of hydrodynamics. Although most beaver's algebra skills are slightly below the national average of high school graduates, this does not preclude them from building dams in rivers and waterways.

The Wily Beaver is no different than his other beaver brothers and sisters. Except for his inexplicable determination to grow. It is an odd thing, for a beaver to be discontent, but the Wily Beaver is. He understands where he comes from, he knows what his purpose in nature is, and supremely grateful to be a part of the Castor canadensis species.

He is aware. And his awareness makes him dissatisfied.

American Beavers can't be messed with.

Canadian Beavers are noble creatures. As noble as a giant rodent can get, anyway.