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IM IN UR HEAD EATIN UR BRAINZ
Nov. 5th, 2006 11:59 pm
First your base, now your brainz. All are belong to me.
Currently at UW: 2.6; high today: 9.6. The cold season has officially begun: tonight, I looked up, and instead of the Big Dipper, I saw Orion.
Thought I heard a woodpecker in the park today--a hollowish tap. tap. tap. coming from somewhere among two bare trees and a pine tree. I had the sense it couldn't be coming from the pine tree; I've seen woodpeckers hammer on stovepipes, but never on evergreens. But that's what I narrowed it down to, when I saw a bit of squirrel, and then a Tim Horton's cup plinking down.
Later, at UW, I saw another bit of squirrel, lying on the side of a driveway, and after poking at it for a while with a stick, decided that it was more likely the end of a raccoon's tail--until, on the other side of the field, I saw a squirrel missing a bit of squirrel.
There were, today, simultaneously swans in the pen and swans on the pond. I doubt a swan would think much of being in a pen. It appears that their food is at the bottom of some buckets of water.
( Today's pre-getting-down-to-business lunchtime reading: )
Currently at UW: 2.6; high today: 9.6. The cold season has officially begun: tonight, I looked up, and instead of the Big Dipper, I saw Orion.
Thought I heard a woodpecker in the park today--a hollowish tap. tap. tap. coming from somewhere among two bare trees and a pine tree. I had the sense it couldn't be coming from the pine tree; I've seen woodpeckers hammer on stovepipes, but never on evergreens. But that's what I narrowed it down to, when I saw a bit of squirrel, and then a Tim Horton's cup plinking down.
Later, at UW, I saw another bit of squirrel, lying on the side of a driveway, and after poking at it for a while with a stick, decided that it was more likely the end of a raccoon's tail--until, on the other side of the field, I saw a squirrel missing a bit of squirrel.
There were, today, simultaneously swans in the pen and swans on the pond. I doubt a swan would think much of being in a pen. It appears that their food is at the bottom of some buckets of water.
( Today's pre-getting-down-to-business lunchtime reading: )
