Remember how my booksforsoldiers guy very kindly sent my daughter a box of candy and a stuffed camel? Well, he wrote to ask what the camel sounds like. He said, “I would assume it might sound like a camel but I rarely hear anything out of the camels when they pass us in the desert. Pretty quiet actually.” So I finally put batteries in.
Ho. Lee. Crap.
Unless real camels burst into song when you push on their shoulders, this does not sound like a real camel. And the eyes… the eyes were very unexpected.
Shall I share a link? Yes, I think I shall.
Small camel movie
Big camel movie
Does anyone out there have any clue what this song is? I’ve plumbed resources all the way to an online buddy of my husband’s in Israel, and no luck.
I’m pretty sure that this is some kind of demon camel meant to hypnotize my daughter into joining the Taliban or something. Excuse me… I feel the need to go put on a burqa.
September 5th, 2004
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…probably because I am.
There is a webcam that points to a part of our house, so that our relatives can peek in and maybe catch a glimpse of our daughter working on one of our computers. Okay, she’s not working, she’s playing the Sims. Oh, all right, she’s not playing the Sims, she’s sitting next to or on my husband or I and telling us to make them throw parties and go swimming all the time. It’s not all the Sims, she could be telling us to build more “swimming dinosaur” enclosures in Zoo Tycoon.
But something weird’s been going on with this webcam lately. Hits are way up. I mean, waaaaay up. Like, someone will keep the java live feed open for hours and hours, even when we’re not sitting at the computer. And the hits aren’t from our relatives, they’re from places like Norway and Japan and Peru.
WTF?
We figure we must have gotten listed somewhere, but we can’t figure out where. Nor can we figure out why some guy in Norway would want to look at us playing the Sims over and over and over again. I guess it’s kind of hypnotic, but still.
Strangers are staring at us. I’m officially creeped out.