An in-depth, and let's face it scary, look at how I think and observe the world. I've often been called weird. But what is normal, really? Maybe I'm normal, and all of you are weird.
Monday, May 12, 2008
The Birds Have It Out for Me
The birds have it out for me. They seem to target my car and leave all the others alone. I have tried to move it to different parts of the parking lot, thinking that I was just too close to a tree or something. It didn’t help. They found me. I’m pretty sure the flying target practice even increased when I did this. It was almost as if the birds knew I was trying to avoid them and decided that they would show me what they thought about it. This last time was the worst, though. The birds went too far. Apparently, one of the birds crawled under the front of my car, flipped over on its back and pooped up! I have no other explanation as to how bird poop would get on the underside of my bumper.
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