Carl enjoys his new job

Well it's been quite a couple of weeks, I can tell you. I'm an employee now.  Well not paid or anything... although it wouldn't hurt if they slipped me the odd wildebeest/puppy.  No, I am what you would call an honorary employee.  And it's all good.


Keep Carl
Source: Rockhard Creations



I no longer sit on the storage heater, watching the telly.  Telly was getting a bit boring anyway.  Now, I sit on a desk divider in a big old office.  And it's all going on there.  I've learnt a lot.  I now know loads of really specialist job stuff, like facebook and football and even buses.  Buses are what humans use because they don't have a powerful propulsive tail, like crocs.



I'm also starting to understand what it means to be a mascot.  What it is, is that every now and again you get fondled thoughfully.  It's like I'm a source of inspiration.  And from what I understand, things been going well since I've been there.

Anyway.  Just thought I'd check in.  It's been ages since I blogged.  Almost two weeks.  It's not laziness, though; it's busyness.  And right now, busyness is good.

Best regards

Carl

Carl expresses doubts about 'social networking'

Crocs are pretty solitary.  Every now and again, we pool forces.  I mean, we herd fish and stuff like that.  But it's not democracy.  It's not even anarchy.  The Keeper says that those words would mean that either no crocs eat or all crocs eat.  No, it's not like that.  If we go on a fishing trip, than the baddest croc gets the first feed. Which makes sense, really.

Reason I'm talking about this, is that humans are weird.  Obviously, that goes without saying to an extent.  No, but they are weird, coz they are 'social' animals.  What that appears to mean is that they like facebook.

Now, I may be a croc, but I know what facebook is.  I have a page after all!  But, the one thing I can't understand, is how can you hunt by facebook?  You gotta wait for stuff.  How you gonna hunt like that.  Let's say your floating in a stinky river with a real munch-on.  So you log on to facebook and you tell it "what's on your mind" (see below): "I gotta munch-on"

CARL THE CROCOLIE
(Source: Carl's facebook page)

Then what happens?  You wait.  Some time later, one of your friends comes back with something witty, like, I dunno.  "Oh, yeh?  Why don't you order a 'Croc Monsieur'?"


Trouble is, it took em so long to think of that joke, the wildebeest I was watching on the riverbank is by now 3 days into its southerly migration.

That's why I have my doubts about this 'social networking'.  One way or another, tools are sposed to make it quicker and easier to get prey.  Seems like a fail to me.

Stay in touch,


Carl