Two pabloritas

Humans are ridiculously awkward creatures. Their features, their movements, their communication - all incredibly imperfect and awkward. I wonder how much more precise we are, with our synonyms and tenses and our compound nouns, than the animals are with their barks and roars.

Then again, right now, I'm using our words, our onomatopoeia, to define their language.

I say that I look for the "best" words to express a "truth," but that's probably a lie. More likely, I look for the easiest words for any given situation.

Happy birthday, Anne!