and the gorilla turned to the zoo keeper and signed, "please, kill me..."

This weekend I journeyed 12 hours west to the Grand Rapids area (Michigan for those not in the geographical know) with my brother (formerly of Brooklyn, now of Jersey) and his family to go see my other brother and his family out there. Good times overall even got to kick it with my SSWE/ELAM buddy on some small world coincidence. On Saturday we all hit up the John Ball Zoo  (not too shabby for a smallish zoo) which was in a totally random location.

gorilla. grand rapids, michigan, usa.

Is it just me or do the grand majority of animals in zoos look depressed? I can barely recall my weekly childhood visits to the Bronx Zoo but I'm sure they looked just as sad. I'll be visiting the Zoológico de La Habana later this year, so we'll see if the same theory stands abroad.