Interesting title, no? Was pondering the differences between apeshit and batshit the other day…when doing mindless stuff like dogwalking, the brain tends to wander. Well, mine does. I suppose this is another example of why I probably should get a job or something. But, this blog is called “Kelly’s Superficial'”, right? You don’t come here looking for intellectual dialogue!
Anywho, shit in general has always fascinated me. Size, color, the myriad shapes! And the smell, always the smell. I blame my Baby Alive doll
this doll and my easy bake oven were my all time fav toys!
for starting this. Do you remember that doll? Feed her green peas, she pooped green! Feed her peaches, out came peach colored poop! Amazing! 😉 God help me. When my children came, it was a whole new world of poop! All colors of the rainbow! Massive blowouts! Woo! Now, having a dog has really given me more fodder for my poop obsession. I have the honor of picking up steaming heaps of it daily! And, since it is coming out of a 105 lb. beast who eats garbage off the streets, in addition to his 3 aquare meals a day and whatever he can steal off the kids’ plates…well, you can imagine the heavenly sh*t I have encountered over the past couple of years!
Back to ape & bat shit. And, I am thinking purely in colloquial terms here. I think of apeshit as being really angry, crazy like an ape, beating your chest, grunting, howling, apeshit! Example: “The Frug is going to go APESHIT when the AmEx bill arrives!”
Now, batshit seems to always be batshit crazy. Why is that? Did some digging (again, time on my hands!) and it appears to have to do with actual batshit (guano – what a great word!!!) making people crazy! Found this tidbit:
Bat guano collecting in caves invites parasites. Some of the parasites can cause health problems in humans. Or least strange behavior (like a flea infestation) in some humans. I think there used to be rumor about breathing in parasites from bat and/or bird droppings and the parasites then eating in to your brain causing erratic behaviour.
Back in Sept., we went up to a friend’s farm up in PA. They had this enormous barn/stable. Super high ceilings. It has been used for small concerts/festivals, etc. b/c it is that big. I was trying to avoid the horses (see List of Things Kelly is Afraid of) so I didn’t notice the weird screeching noises. What I did notice were the little brown nuggets on the ground…made a loud crackling/crunching sound when you stepped on them (and there was so much of it, you *had* to step on it)…I asked our hostess about them…her reply? “oh, it’s just bat guano” W.T.F.?? I then realized that *IF* I looked up (which I refused to do!!), I would have seen the hundreds (literally) of BATS in the rafters. holyf*chkingshitbatsOMGvomitdie I didn’t know where to look or where to go without stepping in more freaking GUANO. You know what? I was going BATSHIT crazy!! 😉
For further info and “real” definitions, see apeshit and batshit…