What the heck is that? I laughingly walk into an outdoor arena with a few birds milling about, to sit down with a friend to drink coffee, thinking "Tell Friend not to be afraid --it is only a movie (Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds), and whack! A bird attacks the back of my noggin!
Don't call. I survived. It felt like a diving beak attack of the Sme noggin. Not a workers comp case but if I find that bird has any assets, he/she is paying me for general damages and beakitry.
Is it my huge noggin or what the heck is it? What weird thing happened to you today or lately? Is it me or has the world run amok?
Write soon. I have a date.
PS: got my money? Anyone?