2009

 

All captions are completely made up by Mark Wolfson, completely factitious and in no way meant to provoke homicidal emotions toward Mark or anyone, except maybe for lawyers and doctors that  promote themselves by and for manipulating common sense, propagating nonsense or making lots of cents.

The press came to the Tucson Reptile & Amphibian Show & Sale, but We satisfied their appetites.

Bizarre  lines of force radiating from an obscure circle (actually an ellipse) of carved obsidian skulls somewhere in the vicinity of Sedona Arizona pass through the grounds of the Tucson Expo Center. There existence was never proven until during the show, long lines of Kingsnakes & Cornsnakes maneuvered there deli cups to conform to the sinuous paths of these lines*

*Interestingly, the lines of shit produced by the snakes conformed to the same paths.

Pete of Waterland Tubs has a great variety of aquatic turtles. The coolest thing though is his vertical tubs (see against back wall). Through the use of antigravity strips placed strategically in the bottom layer of the structure, those of you with limited space can keep an elaborate open turtle enclosure on the wall in your living room.

Dancing Dan Gaul, co-owner of Dandy Screen Printing and his wife Debbie. He produced the show tee-shirt on site from a beautiful line drawing by Roger Hall of a Texas Horned Lizard.  This special edition shirt with green kryptonite ink was presented to me and protects against irate vendors.

Amanda's lecture on Dart frog husbandry and propagation was great, but the really cool parts involved the use of Dart frog venom by the CIA for clandestine killings by mixing it with DMSO in order to penetrate the skin faster so it could be used in felt-tip pens to perform sanctions. The felt-tip  is mightier than the silenced 22.

Andrew Wile smoked their skin*

 

 

*Sorry Andy, you can't sue if it's true and the name is spelled different.

Andrew has smoked these too. He says the yellow ones are better.

Strange deviant rituals abound at the show 

This snake is so cool I almost wouldn't mind getting bit by it.*

*Just kidding Jerry

Eric of Zoo Books created this elaborate display of books with inside out covers and backward displays just to %#$* with people. I still bought a bunch of his stuff even though I have to read it with a mirror.

If you need a reason to buy Robert's blown glass (snakes, lizards, frogs, turtles, etc) think of the reverse entropy being put into these unique sculptures. The detail in these objects carries enough potential energy (according to the 2nd law of thermodynamics) to send a pound of carne asada into the asteroid belt.

Kirby of Lonesome Valley Reptiles is a top taxidermist. His dead animals go for more than the live ones.  Think of the major benefits. They look great; they don't have to be caged or fed; they don't bite. I'm thinking of giving up the live stuff.

Red-foot Tortoises are very popular with young girls that wear red lipstick

Loran and his crew from LLL Reptiles are newcomers to the Tucson Reptile Show. I had some great lines thought out but will let the roasting slide for the first year.

Being a reptile show promoter attracts a lot herp groupies. I was beating them off with a stick all weekend.

Mommy! I want the dinosaur! I'm not going home without the dinosaur! Billy's trying to hurt the dinosaur! Ahh, ahh, ahh.

Cool stuff, everything glowed in the dark. Including the display, animals, products and purple shirt. If you tap three times on the second scorpion on the curtain you enter a back entrance to Diagon Alley. There you can buy a caldron to mix the ground scorpion tails with hognose snake fangs and jimson weed to make sales potion. Now you know how some vendors seem to always do well.

Hognose snakes are venomous (toxic via injecting a venom with a delivery system such as fangs), not poisonous (toxic when ingested) and therefore not particularly dangerous to ingest. However, why Susan is munching freeze dried hognose snakes is completely unknown, unless, see previous frame.

Though her fangs are shorter, Billie has a verbal strike just as fast and deadly as the Gabon Viper below. Don't mess with Billie.

The Phoenix Herpetological Society trailer was so packed with reptiles that they had to register with the county Bar Association. Isn't it interesting that the thing that lawyers have to pass and that people get drunk at are called the same thing.

Gabon Viper, known to travel with the Phoenix Herpetological Society.

Ronald of Rocking 'J' Leather. I hear he's into leather.

My son Ryan and daughter Mia (white reptile show tee-shirts) did a good job selling Snakes & Jewelry, but due to the economic times we had a lot of snakes left over. So I broke out one of my favorite books, The Culinary Herpetologist, by Ernie Liner and made a huge mess of flash fried Thayeri (page 353). It's amazing what a poor economy can do for adventuresome taste buds.

Keith (above left) brought me a bag of Mazuri 
Tortoise Chow. I've tried to get my leopard tortoises to eat the stuff. Tried mixing it with their favorite foods, not feeding them for days, rubbing it in their faces. Nothing seems to work. If anyone out there has a suggestion, please let me know. Email Mark

Megan of Tropical Kingdom holding the rarest snake in the world, The Irish Python. 

Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap

The Reptiles Magazine was selling two for one subscriptions and did well. Obviously a lot of people in Tucson don't have computers.*

* Just kidding, I get it too

Aaron is into Cockroaches in a big way. Need I say more?

I wrote a summery of events that took place at the end of the show involving Chris (Krazy '8 Invertebrates) and I. See below.

Mark watched the Death-Stalker through the viewfinder of his Cannon as it trampled around its dirt bottomed deli-cup. Despite the thing being the size of his thumb, the scorpion’s bulbous stinger contained venom twenty-five times as toxic as a diamondback’s. He looked up at Chris, who had carefully untaped and removed the cup’s lid to allow the photo-op and raised his left eyebrow. They’d been good friends for years so the gesture carried a picture’s worth of meaning. Chris shrugged his shoulders, saying that, yah, you’d have to be an idiot to keep these fellows as pets. They both looked down just in time to see a translucent yellow tail disappear between two adjacent eight-ounce deli-cups.

Chris shot forward gingerly pulling away cups two and three at a time, a pair of forceps materializing in his right hand. Mark jumped backward  bumping into a Styrofoam box full of lizards. A small woman who’d been walking toward the exit of the now closed Reptile Show bent to the floor in front of them and arose with the Death-Stalker in the palm of her hand. “This what you guys looking for?” Mark and Chris stared at her, the long forceps tumbling from Chris’s right hand.

She looked at them quizzically, “don’t worry, I’ve held scorpions before.” Then she said, “ouch.” Before either guy could utter a word her eyes rolled up in their sockets and she fell backwards with a loud thunk as her head struck the cement. Her long black hair sprawled around her head like an Ikebana arrangement.

Mark looked around, there was no one else in the area. He took her hand, no pulse, she wasn’t breathing. As the promoter of the show he figured he was screwed. Chris had retrieved the scorpion with his forceps and had placed it back in its deli-cup. They looked at each other both unable to swallow and Chris mumbled something about cops. Mark knelt back to the floor and with a grunt, slid the body under the draped display table and said: “no cops, Honey hasn’t eaten in a month.”

They moved her in a red wagon concealed with blue satin table covers and hefted her into Honey’s cage. Mark’s 19 foot Reticulated Python began flicking her tongue in interest.

A few weeks later, over breakfast at Denny’s, Mark noticed the Black haired woman’s picture on a milk carton. He pushed the horror that welled up into a small cranny of the lower reptilian part of his brain and smiled at his eleven year old daughter encouraging her to finish her scrambled eggs.

 

Silly religious metaphors just breed at reptile shows. Hint: Snakes & tortoises are in the same Linnaean class. 

Mrs. World holding my snake. Note that last year I only had Miss Arizona. Notice that I'm moving up in the world (I've always liked older woman).

What is the true subject of this picture? Hint: by definition, reptiles don't have them.

Thanks to many years of keeping snakes and lizard, Tommy can now track deer and elk by rapid tongue flicking.

Future road runners. Can't wait to cruise down Southern Texas back roads.

You can get your spouse to except your reptiles by starting with reptile jewelry.  

Tuesday is gentle with kids but loves to snack on malpractice and personal injury attorneys.

 

Philippe de Vosjoli, one the true innovators of herpetoculture (I think he even coined the word), but the coolest thing about him is his name. de Vosjoli, de Vosjoli, de Vosjoli. 

The evolution of Nikki: 2006                                      2007                                                2008              (mommy 2009)

I somehow missed getting a picture of the Reptile Depot guys this year, so I had to grab one from years past. This is Steve from before he went gray.

Paul & Jill, newlyweds, decided to spend their honeymoon at the Tucson Reptile & Amphibian Show & Sale. Jill is holding their newborn: Cornelius. Yes, I'm afraid they had to get married. If only they had something like traffic school to teach young couples the use of condoms, etc. 

Frank, attempting to impress a human female by comparing parts of his anatomy to steel support structures of the Expo Center. 

David does not need to compare himself to steel beams. Steel beams should be comparing themselves to him.

Kids and woman love the feel of the Taiwan Beauty Snake.

Ryan & Bob of the Painted Python spend hours and hours painting their ball pythons to achieve the ultimate in designer ball pythons. I've got a Calder and a Velázquez that I just treasure.

James has been breeding a new line of Blue Tongue Skinks that will soon solve the world's fresh water crisis. As blue tongues live in a very arid environment, you would expect them to be good at finding water. These Northern Blue Tongues have been selectively bred to point their tail at sources of fresh water. As you can see this skink is pointing directly at James's full bladder. Bio tech is amazing.

Dale of Recycled Road-Kill is talking politics. Each empty wallet represents are economic future under either a democratic or republican administration.

Deana sold out of stuffed reptiles. It's the economy stupid! You don't have to cage, feed or cleanup after a cotton snake.

Same with reptile jewelry

Jared thought about the jewelry business, but the name was already taken.

 

I think your less likely to be robbed with one of these in your yard than a Pit Bull. Monitors don't bark and see how gentle they are with kids.

Now this is a cool playpen.

Baby Sidewinders are so cute.

The Arizona Herpetological Association brought a great display local fauna with at least a dozen species of Rattlesnakes, including some one of a kind morphs. 

Luman of Jeff Luman Reptiles waits patiently while a potential costumer uses his cell phone to consult his financial planner on a Ball Python purchase.

Banded Rock Rattlesnake

Massasauga

Robert dresses like a reduced red Alterna, how much more into it can you be. Ramona puts up with it.

 

I'm glad my mom didn't keep me in chains.

These are the kind of looks people throw at me. I don't get it.

Again

And again

And again

Young, uncaged*

*Sorry, inside joke. You see his name is Young Cage. Sorry it's late.  

The shirt says 'Reptile Geeks Dot Com. Need I say more.

Dustin and Mika were instrumental in the skink display

Dr. Funk waiting for a tip.

Fortunately Josh of Marki Reptiles was a boy scout. Asian Rat snakes have this strange tendency to tie themselves in knots. This one appears to have accomplished a bowline.

Don & Angel of DNA Snakes have achieved amazing results with their genetic manipulations. They have a line of Kingsnakes that eats lettuce and a Cornsnake with legs that they have named: lizard. 

SED Reptiles is run by 'Squeaky' a pleasant Crested Gecko seen sitting in the palm of his pet human that he calls Scott. When asked if he would sell Scott, Squeaky replied that he was not for sale, he's grown quite attached to Scott and likes to show him off at parties and shows. 

Nicole of Reptile Image talking to no one in particular.

Bruce is the retired head of Arizona Game & Fish. He had some great reptile pictures. My wife though, comes home with one of his bird pictures.

Robert has, in very un-reptile like fashion, grown a cool pony-tail. I know for fact that this is not a rehab tail, but it could be the root of his speaking ability (kinda like Sampson). His talks at the show started great and just get better and better. Don't cut the hair.

David was in charge of exit security at the show. I wouldn't mess with him. Don't tell anyone that he's a mellow, cool guy.

I thought Russell & Karen of Red rock Reptiles only sold snakes. But they had all sorts of weird mystical stuff from Sedona. like this one of a kind Beta-max tape of humping Tuataras from New Zealand.

Michele is one of those hot waitresses from Hooters (or is it Famous Sam's). Anyway we hired her away to add some spice to the show front entrance and to sing and dance at the after-party.

Zack was voted best worker at the show and is destined for greatness in the Business world. Cindy who has run the admission tables at the show for our entire seven years has been mentally undressed by several thousand herper guys during that time.

This is Jungle Carpet Python bred by Tommy who acquired his breeding stock from me. I got mine (I haven't kept any in years) from a guy named Brad who got his from Gary (San Diego Reptile Breeders). It's the circle of life*

*The Lion King

If you buy a cute little 2 inch Sulcata and feed it properly, here is what you'll have ten years down the line. The top section can be prevented by rubbers.

This is not a nice friendly alligator that played with kids all day at the show. This is a Nile Croc that thinks of people the way we think of Big Mac's.  Notice my blood on its snout.

Julie of Chamo Wear Inc. brought cool clothing from the land of our new President (Chicago). I got my 'Reptile Dysfunction' shirt early, before she sold out.

Matthew and Christina of My Herp Hobby were one of three vendors from New Mexico. This year we had vendors from five states. We've had as many as eight states represented in the past and that doesn't include some very bizarre mental states that have attended the show.

Another one of Don's genetically altered Kingsnakes. This variety spells out words so kids can learn to read when they play with snakes. I see a 'd' and an 'n' and an I.

Hannah and kid prove that there is no reptile dysfunction (RD) going on in her household.

I think Christina is trying to tell me something with the hands on hip thing. I've got a book on body language somewhere. I'll look it up.

Caught red handed with his hand in the turtle jar.

Most intellectual looking vendor at the show (except for me). I think it's the glasses.

Whoa. Even the Geico Gecko doesn't make this much.

Piebald Ball pythons are the coolest snake around for two grand.

Guess the Identity of this Tucson Herper (the one with his back to you) and win a free pass to next years Show. Limited to the first 5 correct answers. (One correct answer so far, 11/18/08) Email Mark

Because Christian allows me to use multiple photos of his beautiful wife, Nikki, on the website without beating me up I will refrain from any sarcastic comments, well, unless I think of a good one.

 

Great photo of an Irian Jaya Carpet Python and former porn star Dirk Diamond

 

 

For Further Information Contact Mark Wolfson at (520) 405-7020 or Email: serpensauria@comcast.net

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