For the Birds.

First off, apologies.  I have to subject you to another entry about my bird woes.  But I feel compelled to share with you, dear xanga reader, my latest saga with the overly zealous attacker bird.

So this morning I was convinced that walking on the other side of the street was a much better deal than risk getting attacked again, even though last night I was formulating ideas of how to finally outwit that stupid bird.  To which my good friend told me "Uh, you better not Sherise..."  Why is the human impulse to seek revenge?  Because ah, it's SO satisfying.  But I let that go, and walked on the OPPOSITE side of the street even though it took me longer to get to the station.

As I was crossing the street I scanned for potential victims walking down the normal route that I take.  Aha!  I spot a bald headed dude headed in the prime direction for a peckin'.  Keep walking, keep walking...and as if on cue the attacker bird swoops in on him and claws him a good one!  And oh my gosh it was so FUN-NY!  I had to chuckle.  The dude never had a chance.  Once the bird attacked him he did the same thing I did-- the 'ol duck and flail.    

Okay, so now you think I'm mean for A) Not warning the dude and B) Laughing at him.  But think about it from my end A) It wasn't me, B) It was sheer entertainment.  I mean, c'mon someone got a good laugh out of me not once but twice. 

So there.