2: May 2003 Archives
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Jumpingfish doesn't like grackles. Neither do I, for the record, but it's funny how regional that perspective is.
Much of my family enjoys amateur birdwatching, so on vacations and holidays, we find ourselves on bird walks, usually in south Texas, looking for interesting birds -- that is, ones we don't see on a day-to-day basis. We went to a bird walk in Corpus Christi in March, and we met a woman from Pennsylvania who was commenting on what great birds they are. That's the part where we all mutter under our breath about how she's welcome to take them all back with her.
Similar experience: my family recounted a story of a bird expedition they attended in the Rio Grande Valley, where a woman from somewhere far far from here was ecstatic to see a great-tailed grackle because it was her life bird.
As for me, I haven't chosen a life bird yet, but I'm fairly sure it won't be a species that sits atop trees waiting to get a good aim on my car.
Me: "So are you going to break the wish sticks?"
Claudia: "No!"
Me: "Why not?"
Claudia: "Because it's stupid! The person who loses won't ever get whatever they wished for."
Me:
Claudia: "It's like one of those stupid e-mails. Once you open it, you have to send it, or else everything will be horrible. It's stupid!"
That Tofurky Jerky is going to petrify in our refrigerator -- I can see it now.
I had a 24-hour reprieve from the tofurky, but it looks as though the delay is over in 22 minutes.
It's a bit like an execution, except when they kill you, you get to choose your own last meal.
