Hey hey hey! It's been a bit since I have written on my blog, but today I felt like I really just needed to vent. I am not sure if you have been to the movies or watching much television lately, but there is this movie coming out that really has me ticked off in a few ways... and also very excited!
The movie is the story of a guy who wishes his stuffed bear to life! Can you believe it? I mean, it is like they stole my life story and made it into a movie! Granted, I have not seen the film yet, but the story sounds pretty familiar. Guy who loves his stuffed animal so much that he makes a wish that he was real, and then suddenly boom - walking, talking stuffed bear! Just like me!
Well suffice to say that my brothers and I have mixed feelings on the whole thing. Part of us thinks that it is so cool that this movie is going to be publicized and maybe make people more comfortable with the idea of stuffed animals coming to life. And also, maybe it will inspire more people to make those wishes, and allow them to truly enjoy the experience of your cuddle buddies being able to play with you.
On the other hand, we kind of feel like our magical lives aren't so special now. I mean, before we were the only stuffed animals that anyone had ever even heard of being wished to life, living in a big city, and having all of our adventures. Now though, we have to share the spotlight with "Ted" and a few big name celebrities? What is up with that?
Either way, we're definitely going to check out the movie and snack on popcorn covered with honey, milk duds covered with honey, and probably a few other tasty treats. And hopefully, this movie turns out to be great, because I would love to see a stuffed bear making it in the big time. From the commercials, it looks like he is quite the party animal too, so the movie should be fun to watch. I'll let you know!
Tehehe, bye bye for now!
Blue Bear!
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Happy New Year!
I know. It is a week after New Year's, and here I am wishing you a happy new year. I am sorry, but it has been extremely difficult to get any computer time recently in this apartment. Everyone has been celebrating Christmas or New Year's or just lazily surfing the internet looking up Tim Tebow statistics or for help with new Xbox video games.
However, I am back and blogging now, so I guess I can tell you a little bit about my day today. In short, I did the same thing I did yesterday, which was watch NFL football, eat junk food, and do as little as possible. That seems to be the thing to do with both the NFL playoffs and the BCS Championship game coming up. We watch a bunch of different games, eat a variety of hamburgers, wings, and french fries, lay down, watch some television, and then repeat. It is a good thing that stuffed bears cannot get fat (at least, I don't think we can - but who knows the magic of digestion in stuffed animals who are wished to life). It is unlikely that the same can be said for dad, and it might be time for him to get off of his lazy bum and go to the gym. He seems more interested in reading whenever the television is not on, which makes me worry about him a little bit. It might be time for an intervention - I could have Gomar and Podar bite him, and then we could lock him out. Then again, our plans never quite seem to go exactly as planned, so maybe I'll just try bouncing on his belly and doing somersaults until he moves.
At any rate, I just wanted to say hello and that I will be writing more soon. I hope everyone out there in the blogger world is doing well, and that you all are having a great start to the new year.
However, I am back and blogging now, so I guess I can tell you a little bit about my day today. In short, I did the same thing I did yesterday, which was watch NFL football, eat junk food, and do as little as possible. That seems to be the thing to do with both the NFL playoffs and the BCS Championship game coming up. We watch a bunch of different games, eat a variety of hamburgers, wings, and french fries, lay down, watch some television, and then repeat. It is a good thing that stuffed bears cannot get fat (at least, I don't think we can - but who knows the magic of digestion in stuffed animals who are wished to life). It is unlikely that the same can be said for dad, and it might be time for him to get off of his lazy bum and go to the gym. He seems more interested in reading whenever the television is not on, which makes me worry about him a little bit. It might be time for an intervention - I could have Gomar and Podar bite him, and then we could lock him out. Then again, our plans never quite seem to go exactly as planned, so maybe I'll just try bouncing on his belly and doing somersaults until he moves.
At any rate, I just wanted to say hello and that I will be writing more soon. I hope everyone out there in the blogger world is doing well, and that you all are having a great start to the new year.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
I'm Sleepy
It has started to get cold in New York City, and I find myself to be very, very sleepy. *yawns*
Now, this may be surprising to no one, considering that fact that I am indeed a bear, but I had hoped that being a stuffed bear would prevent this from happening. I find myself pondering whether I am actually getting tired do to my bear-like nature, or if in fact it is merely the power of suggestion in knowing that as a bear, I should be hibernating this winter away.
I am uncertain which of these it is. There are a lot of countervailing arguments to be made (do you like my use of the word countervailing? I just learned it today!) on either side. For example, despite the fact that I am a stuffed bear, I find myself getting very, very hungry as of late, and my appetite for honey and other sweets has really gone through the roof. This would indicate that my inner bear is trying to fatten up for the winter. However, as a counterargument, my fur is not growing at the all, suggesting that my body sees no need to insulate me for hibernation (beyond my natural stuffing).
Podar says that it does not really matter as to whether it is my bear aspect dominating by citified self - instead, he says that it is simply because it is darker earlier in the evening, and that anyone, be it human, bear, or dog, who looks out the window is going to feel sleepy earlier. He says that, plus the fact that it is cold outside, is more likely the reason that I am yawning and very, very tired.
I am uncertain as to the answer, and to sleepy to ponder it more right now. Nap time for this lovable blue bear!
Now, this may be surprising to no one, considering that fact that I am indeed a bear, but I had hoped that being a stuffed bear would prevent this from happening. I find myself pondering whether I am actually getting tired do to my bear-like nature, or if in fact it is merely the power of suggestion in knowing that as a bear, I should be hibernating this winter away.
I am uncertain which of these it is. There are a lot of countervailing arguments to be made (do you like my use of the word countervailing? I just learned it today!) on either side. For example, despite the fact that I am a stuffed bear, I find myself getting very, very hungry as of late, and my appetite for honey and other sweets has really gone through the roof. This would indicate that my inner bear is trying to fatten up for the winter. However, as a counterargument, my fur is not growing at the all, suggesting that my body sees no need to insulate me for hibernation (beyond my natural stuffing).
Podar says that it does not really matter as to whether it is my bear aspect dominating by citified self - instead, he says that it is simply because it is darker earlier in the evening, and that anyone, be it human, bear, or dog, who looks out the window is going to feel sleepy earlier. He says that, plus the fact that it is cold outside, is more likely the reason that I am yawning and very, very tired.
I am uncertain as to the answer, and to sleepy to ponder it more right now. Nap time for this lovable blue bear!
Saturday, November 26, 2011
No Honey at Thanksgiving Tables
Thanksgiving in the human world is a time of mass gluttony and delicious food, yet humans have a fatal flaw in the planning of their Thanksgiving feasts - they neglect to put honey on the table. This is an error that someone should definitely address, and I am just the bear to do it. My biggest concern about the whole thing is that humans use gravy instead of honey, and I will share with you the reasons why.
For starters, gravy is delicious, but it is no substitute for the sweetness of honey. If you think turkey and mashed potatoes is scrumptious with gravy on top, just imagine how delicious it would be with the sweet nectar of the honeybee on top.
Secondly, gravy on bread makes it soggy and it often falls apart. However, honey on bread does not have nearly the same effect. Instead, honey enhances the taste of bread, yet allows the bread to hold its shape so that you can easily hold the bread in your hand.
Gravy is also not sticky, which means that you do not get the enjoyment of smacking your lips and feeling the slight tug of honey. Instead, you merely have a brown mess all over your mouth and clothes. In addition, the stickiness of honey helps you to know when you have it on your hands, but gravy lacks this useful attribute.
Speaking of brown mess, if you spill a little honey on your clothes or fur, no one will ever notice. However, if you spill brown gravy you can be certain that the entire world will take heed. Make the clothing friendly choice.
Last, but not least, honey is a natural condiment or meal unto itself. Try finding gravy in nature and you will be wandering in the woods for a very long time.
Take it from me humans, and switch to honey at Thanksgiving (and every other holiday). The buzz is that you cannot go wrong with this delicious and healthy choice.
For starters, gravy is delicious, but it is no substitute for the sweetness of honey. If you think turkey and mashed potatoes is scrumptious with gravy on top, just imagine how delicious it would be with the sweet nectar of the honeybee on top.
Secondly, gravy on bread makes it soggy and it often falls apart. However, honey on bread does not have nearly the same effect. Instead, honey enhances the taste of bread, yet allows the bread to hold its shape so that you can easily hold the bread in your hand.
Gravy is also not sticky, which means that you do not get the enjoyment of smacking your lips and feeling the slight tug of honey. Instead, you merely have a brown mess all over your mouth and clothes. In addition, the stickiness of honey helps you to know when you have it on your hands, but gravy lacks this useful attribute.
Speaking of brown mess, if you spill a little honey on your clothes or fur, no one will ever notice. However, if you spill brown gravy you can be certain that the entire world will take heed. Make the clothing friendly choice.
Last, but not least, honey is a natural condiment or meal unto itself. Try finding gravy in nature and you will be wandering in the woods for a very long time.
Take it from me humans, and switch to honey at Thanksgiving (and every other holiday). The buzz is that you cannot go wrong with this delicious and healthy choice.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Honey - Delicious and a Term of Endearment
As a bear, I love honey. I love to eat honey on anything and everything, at any time of day, and at any time at night. It is the last thing I like to eat before I go to bed, and the first thing I eat when I wake up in the morning. My life, in short, centers around honey.
Humans also recognize the delicious nature of honey, and use the word "honey" to express affection to each other. This makes perfect sense to me, as calling someone honey indicates that they are indeed the center of your universe, at least to this bear. After all, what could be sweeter than the person that you love, and by calling them this pet name of endearment, you ensure that they know exactly how you feel about them.
If you are not calling someone that you love, honey, you should probably rethink this policy immediately. Please note that this should be reserved for the people that you date, are married to, or have a very open line of communication with, as sometimes people can easily misconstrue calling them honey.
For example, honey is probably not an appropriate term of endearment at the work place, with your favorite feminist, with the teacher that you have a crush on, with your boss at the construction site, or with your teammates on any sports team. It is also not an appropriate way to refer to judges, police officers, or human resources directors, based on what I have heard in the human world.
Be smart, and reserve the name for the person that will appreciate it. Then, you can delight in the sweetness of your honey all day long, just like me! Tehehehe!
Humans also recognize the delicious nature of honey, and use the word "honey" to express affection to each other. This makes perfect sense to me, as calling someone honey indicates that they are indeed the center of your universe, at least to this bear. After all, what could be sweeter than the person that you love, and by calling them this pet name of endearment, you ensure that they know exactly how you feel about them.
If you are not calling someone that you love, honey, you should probably rethink this policy immediately. Please note that this should be reserved for the people that you date, are married to, or have a very open line of communication with, as sometimes people can easily misconstrue calling them honey.
For example, honey is probably not an appropriate term of endearment at the work place, with your favorite feminist, with the teacher that you have a crush on, with your boss at the construction site, or with your teammates on any sports team. It is also not an appropriate way to refer to judges, police officers, or human resources directors, based on what I have heard in the human world.
Be smart, and reserve the name for the person that will appreciate it. Then, you can delight in the sweetness of your honey all day long, just like me! Tehehehe!
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Goldilocks and the Three Bears: It makes no sense
I just finished reading a story entitled "Goldilocks and the Three Bears", and I have to say that the story made absolutely no sense to me. From the very beginning, this whole story just made bears look bad, and it was a very inaccurate portrayal of how the bear world operates.
For starters, bears would never just go off and abandon their breakfasts. We are hungry creatures, and not one to let food go to waste. It wouldn't matter to us if our porridge was too hot or too cold, we would eat it no matter what. There is no way an entire family of bears is going to go off and pass up a delicious meal. I'm sorry, but it just isn't happening. Goldilocks would have shown up to find those bowls licked clean in the real world.
Also, bears hate to sit in chairs. The story acts like Goldilocks would have her choice of cushion softness, but the truth is that bears absolutely avoid chairs if at all possible. They are uncomfortable, they make our backs hurt, and we have a terrible time standing up from them once we sit down. Anatomically, it just makes no sense for a bear.
More than anything, the whole story really acts like bears don't have a keen sense of smell or intelligence. You can be that if there was an intruder in my den, I would smell them long before I ever saw them, and that if I found someone had broken in and was sleeping in my bed, the results would not be how the story goes now.
This story casts bears in a poor light, and I just do not like it at all. Not one little bit!
For starters, bears would never just go off and abandon their breakfasts. We are hungry creatures, and not one to let food go to waste. It wouldn't matter to us if our porridge was too hot or too cold, we would eat it no matter what. There is no way an entire family of bears is going to go off and pass up a delicious meal. I'm sorry, but it just isn't happening. Goldilocks would have shown up to find those bowls licked clean in the real world.
Also, bears hate to sit in chairs. The story acts like Goldilocks would have her choice of cushion softness, but the truth is that bears absolutely avoid chairs if at all possible. They are uncomfortable, they make our backs hurt, and we have a terrible time standing up from them once we sit down. Anatomically, it just makes no sense for a bear.
More than anything, the whole story really acts like bears don't have a keen sense of smell or intelligence. You can be that if there was an intruder in my den, I would smell them long before I ever saw them, and that if I found someone had broken in and was sleeping in my bed, the results would not be how the story goes now.
This story casts bears in a poor light, and I just do not like it at all. Not one little bit!
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
New Trick
So if you have ever visited New York City in the summer (or fall, winter, or spring - but most especially in the summer), you have certainly seen random performers singing, dancing, painting, drawing, and all sorts of things in an effort to get tourists and natives alike to part with their money. I have been trying to think of something that I could to do make money, and while watching television today with Gomar I came up with something absolutely incredible!
We saw this trick on tv, and have decided to try to make ourselves famous in New York City be being the only bear-gator duo that does this...
Can you imagine how much money we are going to make? People are going to be very impressed by a cute little blue bear putting his head into an angry green gator's mouth! We'll have plenty of places to go to perform this act as well. I am already picturing Central Park performances, Washington Square Park, along the Hudson, at Times Square - so many options! We are going to be so rich! The Amazing Blue Bear and his Lowly Assistant Gomar, the Green Gator! I feel certain that we will probably get a television special or commercial appearance for this awesome act.
We saw this trick on tv, and have decided to try to make ourselves famous in New York City be being the only bear-gator duo that does this...
Can you imagine how much money we are going to make? People are going to be very impressed by a cute little blue bear putting his head into an angry green gator's mouth! We'll have plenty of places to go to perform this act as well. I am already picturing Central Park performances, Washington Square Park, along the Hudson, at Times Square - so many options! We are going to be so rich! The Amazing Blue Bear and his Lowly Assistant Gomar, the Green Gator! I feel certain that we will probably get a television special or commercial appearance for this awesome act.
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