The owner says: "Tamanduas are very smart. They know how to open the fridge, open the doors... they know how to open the window, open drawers, open cabinets, open containers, climb the door frame, and respond to their name."

This does not sound like an ideal pet to me!

But -- it's a pet that you can tell, "Rover, go in the kitchen and get me a beer out of the fridge -- and open it," and it might just do it for you.

Of course, an animal that smart might also *drink* the beer, so that's a problem....

I used to work with someone who listened to NPR at her desk which would have been okay, except that I usually had it on in the morning before I came to work, and by 9 am they're pretty much recycling everything over and over, and it transformed into the most annoying thing ever, whereas new stuff would've been fairly easy to tune out.

This does not sound like an ideal pet to me!

Maybe you can teach it to change diapers.

Also, Baby aardvark!!

I guess they don't turn blue until they get older....

Why has our irritating new receptionist chosen to turn up her radio today?

Cubicle Guys who talk about CSI sometimes turn on the radio. It makes me want to start chucking shit over the cubicle wall.

The only time I've played music other people could hear was when I shared an office with one other dude, and we discovered that we had similar music tastes. We worked weird hours, so after most people went home, we cranked Tool.

Oh, I do have to say that I work in a weird place where everyone, even the secretaries, has their own office. Well, when my student is here, she works in my office, but I let her choose the music most of the time. And we keep it low enough that the other offices can't hear!

Fortunately, she's playing sort of big-band jazzy stuff. Stuff that I would normally like. If I weren't trying to WORK.

It's not time for lunch yet. This vexes me.

and me as well. I will have coffee and hope that appeases my stomach.

If I weren't trying to WORK.

See, THERE'S your problem.