August 21, 2012 in Wordsmoker Anthropology
In the heart of Broward County, there’s a little known grotto that’s carved into the decorative hedges lining a certain movie theater parking lot, where one can go and see all manners of the region’s wild fauna—lizards in particular. If I’m being completely honest here, I do not love all members of Class Reptilia equally. I definitely prefer turtles and lizards to snakes, sleestaks, or crocogators, but I grew up in a different time, so that’s really more my cross to bear. Anyway, the incredible thing about this magical secret garden is that it’s crawling with all kinds of lizards. I found it while urinating.
Without boring you with the proper Latin names for all of the difference species of lizards that I’ve seen, there are Cuban anoles, Jesus lizards, Enik, iguanas, and maybe even an occasional Gila monster. I’m not sure how there came to be such a gentle understanding between these noble creatures and myself. Maybe they sense my inner tranquility. Read the rest of this entry →