Because I’m me — and not someone with better life skills — I got trapped in a conversation with a Bigfoot enthusiast last week.
“I don’t trust people who don’t believe in Bigfoot,” he said.
“Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence,” I hedged.
“Exactly!” he said.
The man ranted about how Jane Goodall believes in Bigfoot, too. (Turns out, that’s sorta true.)
My beloved Alyson kept goading him into talking more.
I eventually excused myself on the premise of getting more food in the other room. Once again, food saves the day.
I love cryptozoology (check out all my cryptozoology-related posts!). Love it! But I don’t believe in it.
Humans are basically an algae bloom upon this earth. They’ve fanned out, populated, and polluted almost every nook and cranny of the planet.
There’s plenty more to discover, but it’s probably not going to be a Squatch.
That’d be the coolest thing ever — but unlikely.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think there’s cheese somewhere else I’m not eating.