How do I make the same embarrassing mistake at the same store one week later? (You guessed it — I left one of my packages at the counter again, and the poor, beleaguered, young cashier had to run out after the confused old guy with it.)
It’s like a humiliating glitch in The Matrix.
Ever just be really disappointed by a pair of reading glasses?
#NerdWorldProblems
People say I’m paranoid.
(Those people are out to get me.)
Silly + brilliant = Silliant
Kudos to anyone who gets the headline’s reference to an awesome 80’s movie.
Avian altercation! A chirpity-chirpity ruckus erupted at my fifth floor windowsill this morning … two sparrows were biting and plucking at a third. The aggressors had darker head coloring; the victim’s was lighter — I’m guessing this means it was either a female or a juvenile?
I tapped the glass pretty hard, and the bad birds took off. Then this beleaguered bird-twerp hung out for a minute and actually looked at me as if in acknowledgment. (Yeah, the picture quality is cruddy, but you can see the little fluff-nugget looking at me.)
I started searching my memory for a bird-themed superhero I could then proclaim myself to be … but both Marvel’s “Falcon” and Michael Keaton’s “Birdman” (2014) seemed fairly lame. My girlfriend, who is ever more cultured than I am, invoked Walt Whitman instead:
“I sound my barbaric ‘YAWP’ over the roofs of the world!!!”
But it’s actually a trick license plate. (It only says “Hysteria” when you’re near.)
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 