The Monkey Chow Diaries

I think I would prefer the Chicken Fried Steak diet instead.

Imagine going to the grocery store only once every 6 months. Imagine paying less than a dollar per meal. Imagine never washing dishes, chopping vegetables or setting the table ever again. It sounds pretty good, doesn’t it?

But can a human subsist on a constant diet of pelletized, nutritionally complete food like puppies and monkeys do? For the good of human kind, I’m about to find out. On June 3, 2006, I began my week of eating nothing but monkey chow: “a complete and balanced diet for the nutrition of primates, including the great apes.” 

Maybe I’ll lose weight. Maybe I’ll gain superhuman monkey strength. Maybe I’ll go crazy. Maybe it’s too late. Check back here every day to follow along with the Monkey Chow Diaries.

Just one little small warning before I post the link.  The top of the webpage has a cartoon of a monkey extending the middle finger.  Just wanted to note that incase you are sensitive to that sort of thing or being cautious of what others may see on your monitor at work.  Link

 

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Rikki Tikki Tavi

rikki.jpgBack in elementary school, one of my favorite cartoon film strips was Rikki Tikki Tavi (I recommend viewing the trailer.).  I don’t remember a whole lot about it, but it involved a young boy that wore clothes I prayed my mother would never dress me in, evil cobras, and a pet mongoose that would protect the boy and his family from the evil cobras.  The one lesson I remember from the film was that a mongoose could kill a cobra, but I didn’t really know if that was true or not.

Well, I ran across a video in which a cobra and mongoose are put in a see-through container and they fight to the death.  The video is a little long and poorly edited towards the end, but pretty interesting and gave me my answer.

You can watch that video here.  And here is a cool Encarta link titled Mongoose Fighting Cobra.

On a side note, I didn’t know that Orson Welles was the narrator, or that the story was written by Rudyard Kipling.  I’m not a poem kinda of guy in the least, but Rudyard Kipling did write my favorite poem that my high school drama teacher (she played Darla in the Little Rascals) made us memorize.  I’m a better man today because she put me through the torture of memorizing a long poem.  It was all for a grade, but little did I know how well the dividends would pay.

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