Hundreds of Birds in the Field beats one in the Bush

The other day, I was on my way to Wednesday Bible study. Typically how I get there is to be on my way there. I was looking forward to it, but I was still a little depressed. It's the teenage angst acting up again. As you may know, the night turned out well (post: Claw Machine: First Try of the Year).

I was driving along...and all of a sudden a cloud of desperate, drooling doom materialized out of a puddle of pure, lingering demonic hatred. It descended on the road ahead of me and another person. They veered off of the road onto the other road and into a ditch. I, being a wielder of the Holy Spirit, was able to drive through it successfully.

Have you ever heard the parable of the ladder? A man climbs up a 4-step ladder. Later, the same man attempts to repeat the process for several minutes, i.e., climbing a 30-step ladder. The ladder is the same, but the psychological offset offsets the man's ability to successfully climb the ladder.


It turns out that it wasn't a cloud of desperate, drooling doom which had materialized out of a puddle of pure, lingering demonic hatred, it was a flock of birds. But I knew that if it was a cloud of desperate, drooling doom which had materialized out of a puddle of pure, lingering demonic hatred, I would have survived. The other guy obviously didn't, and I am unsure if he's dead or not. He wasn't going that fast, I'd say he's OK.

Anyway, since I had never seen so many birds, I turned around posthaste. I passed by on the opposite side, but I saw none. A thousand ill-conceived curses! I thought, as I found a place to turn around. As I was driving, I saw a dread shadow hanging in the field. Wait just a lilly-livered minute, I thought. "THOSE ARE THOSE DARNED BIRDS!" I said aloud. My time would have been much better spent, y'know, stopping...instead of slowly emitting the words "THOSE ARE THOSE DARNED BIRDS!"

Regardless, I eventually got back to the field. Here are the birds!

See the birds? They are gathered in a tree's shadow. I wonder if that hides them somehow. Idiotic birds.


There's the tree. Yes, it cast that huge shadow...and there's also a telly line there for them to chill out on. I said "telly." That's an English word that makes me seem smart!


For some reason, they will not move. They just sit on the ground. It was fantastical when they all converged on the road... I wondered what I could do.

In the meantime, I admired this piece of concrete or whatever. It's cool. Coincidentally, shortly after, the birds took flight!

Below, they proceed to soar back and forth in front of the setting sun. Aw, they're good Poser Birds.




I currently do not photoshop my pictures.

I'm sure I broke no "most birds ever" records, but it's my most birds ever record. It made me 10 minutes late, effectively making me only 30 minutes early. I think I have all the data I need for my Sacrilegious Sunday post this week, though.

Now, if you'll excuse me...I really am quite tired. I feel like someone hit me over the head with someone else's head and their head had a helmet on it.