Some days are fantastic! Like just recently when I was at ArealGirlsâ€™s super secret desert compound and I totally caught a crazy looking spider-monster bug in a glass bowl and photographed it and then sent the photos to Bug Girl and I was like, â€œWTF is this scary-ass bug?â€ and she was like, â€œCool, it is a wind scorpion (solpugid) Amy!â€ And I was like, â€œNo way! AWESOME!â€ and it was in the bowl and was all, â€œGrrr chomp chomp, I want to bite you but Iâ€™m in a glass bowl and canâ€™t get you!â€ So then I was like, â€œYou are creepy but super-cool!â€ And then I let it go and watched it run real fast off into the desert to look for dinner and to tell the other scorpions about the giants that tried to capture it and I was super-stoked and then I went inside and toasted the gals in the compound with margaritas. We raised our glasses in the air and said proudly, â€œEntomology and desert-critters FTW!â€ That was a good day! But then…
But then there are days where you go to the Science building at The Huntington Gardens where they have all kinds of super cool first edition copies of books like, Origin of Species and a super bad-ass display about the origins of humankindâ€™s understanding of medicine, astronomy and physics and you spend the whole day there and take ALL kinds of REALLY rad photos and you go to upload them to your computer and the program crashes right at the moment when you were deleting the photos from the camera and you LOSE ALL the photos because none of them saved to iPhoto and then your pet hamster gets sick and you drop your peanut butter and jelly sandwich on the floor and hamster hair gets stuck in the peanut butter and there wasnâ€™t anything else to eat in the apartment and your mother calls to tell you that need to get your crap out of her attic but you have nowhere to put it and then the internet calls to tell you that your boobs are ruining skepticism or at the very least causing earthquakes in Iran and you canâ€™t do anything about that either because no one believes you that you were wearing a loose-fitting turtleneck that day because it was cold and besides you hadnâ€™t done laundry in a week so all your good science and skepticism ruining clothes were dirty so you sit on the floor and cry a single tear in frustration and you pet your hopefully-recovering hamster while picking hair out of your dinner and you take a long deep breath.
Then you count the change that was supposed to be for laundry and you pick yourself up and you go buy a single vanilla cupcake with sprinkles. And you realize itâ€™s ok, because these things happen. Itâ€™s just another day.
What do you do when life gets you down? Do you scream and yell, go for a run or cry? Do you have a secret happy pick-me-up? Do hamsters make good pets?
*No hamsters or scorpions were actually harmed in the writing of this post.
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