Wednesday, March 11, 2009
does anyone really know what time it is?
I’m a little disappointed with spring—yesterday it was 82 degrees, and today it’s 34. What? We’re rocketing between summer and winter, and I was hoping for a string of days in the sixties…
The birds are undaunted, though, and they’ve set about filling up their dance cards. I watch them as I make my coffee. The males are all strutting around, their beaks in the air, and then they pause and puff themselves up. I bust out laughing every time—inflatable birds!
And I can’t help thinking: wouldn’t that have saved us ladies some trouble back in the dining halls? It would take some of the guesswork out of social interactions…
“Hey, hey I think that guy is trying to get your attention.” “Yeah? How do you know?” “Well, his face just went to twice its usual size.”
Oh, what could have been.

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