Finding Bigfoot

There were a lot of really funny things that happened this week. Unfortunately, I can’t write about any of them without hurting someone’s feelings. Well, I guess I could write about the old guy in the wheel chair who scurried his feet on the ground like he was running from the lady pushing him as a cigarette dangled from his mouth, but you really had to be there to get the full effect. Besides, I kinda felt sorry for the guy, at least until he lit the cigarette. No, lots of humor, but nothing to write about this week. Then I turned on “Finding Bigfoot”.

I can say with certainty “Finding Bigfoot” is a comic bonanza. For the record, it’s not the fact they’re looking for Bigfoot that I find funny. It’s not even that they’re looking in a suburb of Philadelphia, which if you ask me is kinda like looking for a vegan latte in rural Mississippi. What I find funny is more the decision making process. Take, for instance, tree knocking. The idea is to attract a reclusive animal by knocking on a tree with a stick. Go outside and try it. Even the neighborhood dogs will run and they aren’t trying to hide from you. Now they may after the tree knocking from fear you’re some sort of tree hating maniac, but you get my point.

The episode I just watched gave me all the ammo I need (and a slight headache, and possibly a minor decrease in my IQ). Now remember, they are looking for Bigfoot in Pennsylvania. To attract Bigfoot in Pennsylvania, they played a soundtrack of Hawaiian whales. No, they did. I can’t make that up. Hawaiian whales. They didn’t even get east coast whales. Ponder that sentence for a minute.

Now, I suppose you could attract a Pennsylvania Bigfoot with Hawaiian whale noises. In fact, if I was a Bigfoot, they’d have caught me. I would have walked right up to them and said, “Here’s your sign. Superior species, my big hairy foot.”