Kristy vs. the Birds

Round 1: On our way home from work yesterday, Kevin and I were barreling down the highway when I noticed a pigeon dawdling in the road up ahead. “Better move little birdie!” I joked, fully expecting the bird to fly off any second. Suddenly WHUMP! Pigeon carcass flew past Kevin’s window. “AHHHH!” we both screamed. Thank heavens it didn’t fall into the open sun roof. What kind of idiot bird plays in traffic?

Round 2: Today at lunch I was sitting on a bench in the little park adjacent to our office and knitting happily away on a Hogwarts scarf. Suddenly a large bird fluttered down beside me. With horror I realized it was my avian nemesis… the kookaburra! He was big and creepy with a wicked-looking beak. (Yeah, yeah, so they’re not known for attacking people. I’m a big scaredy-cat though.) “Shoo, shoo!” I muttered while waving my arms. He regarded me impassively. I picked up a small twig and threw it, figuring that would drive him off. Instead he sat there and let it hit him, and I swear he narrowed his evil reptilian eyes. In desperation, I picked up my paper lunch bag from McDonald’s (I had the salad, of course) and threw it in a nearby bin, guessing that it was his ultimate aim. He didn’t budge. “All right,” I said. “You win. Have the damn bench.” I picked up my stuff and slunk back to the office while Mr. Kookaburra watched me triumphantly. Jerk bird.

Expats Against Bush. Excellent. Count me in.

Major Glitter thread purge! The site sure loads faster, but unfortunately all the lovely Halloween discussions are gone. 🙁

“I’m a goth and I vote.” I honestly fell for this one until I got to the line about Prozac. (Link courtesy of Graham.)

The iTunes Music Store has sold 1 million songs in 3.5 days. Alas, not one of them was to me. Anybody in the US mind if I switch my credit card address to your house?

In other products-I-desperately-want-but-can’t-get-my-mits-on news, the Snook has made great strides with our homegrown “TiFaux” DVR project. We’re using this system and so far he’s got it playing live TV, displaying the program guide, and recording shows. Unfortunately we seem to be getting some antenna interference from the computer itself so the quality leaves much to be desired. Of course, as soon as we spend a ridiculous amount upgrading the machine they’ll probably bring the real thing out here anyway.

The Ageless Project. Pretty pointless, but once I saw the lack of March 1977 blogs, I just had to add myself.

Oh yeah, it’s on. Tonight at 7:30 pm – USA vs. Scotland. Go Eagles! Anybody in Sydney want to meet me at the pub for this one?

Update: Poo. I can’t find anybody to go with and the Snook’s busy with his workmates tonight. This is a sign that I should go back to my original plan of going to the gym instead of drinking beer.

You know how you meet people and you have a conversation and afterwards you think, “Hey, that wasn’t so bad. I liked them! We had fun! I think they liked me,” but then later you start obsessing over everything you said and you become more and more certain that you made a big ass out of yourself? Yeah, I had my second interview today. *crossing fingers*