word of the day: obstreperous

over the last few days there have been some recurrent oddities taking place... all of which i find to be rather curious.

first off, i’ve been having this weird rash of dreams involving random and exotic spiders. this, i can only assume, started on sunday when i was kamikazed by a fledgling arachnid on it’s flight into maturity (kind of charlottesque, don’t you think?). i would go into detail, but i think for the welfare of those reading... i will withhold.

secondly... and again, for the last few nights (maybe there’s just an issue with the dark times of the day here...), there has been an outbreak of violent and volatile fireworkings. we were so concerned about these (mind you, they were all rather loud, and very near the ground... in plethoras abounding!) that we decided to ask a local if there was some sort of party going on (why hadn’t the police been called to stop the insanity! surely someone was gonna die... or burn the city down). silly thing: it was the city doing it.

in an effort to get rid of the swarming flocks of birds that are crowding the trees in the city parks (and consequently splaying on the benches, walkways and cars of the residents), the grounds crew go around every year -- for a few evenings, evidently -- recreating scenes from the last world war in an effort to convince the birds that this is not the place to chill out.

i see one problem with this: the birds aren’t THAT stupid. they get fed in those parks. not only from random, bothersome foreigners who find unspeakable joy throwing about bits of bread for the little buggers (names shall not be mentioned here), but by the natives who are just bursting with ecstasy as they waltz around with large bags of bird seed, sowing the grounds with a veritable smorgasbord of avian gastronomical bliss!

what more can i say to this... .