Heck of a day
As Dustin reminded me last night one of my new years resolutions was to post to LJ more so here I am tiring again
Anyway I had what must be a one in a hundred thousand event…(or so)
This morning I took Sirius out for his walk and right as we set off down the street I felt something land on my head it felt hard so at first I thought it was an acorn or something but when I looked up I saw there were no trees above me. Then I felt my head and made a very uncomfortable realization,
I had been pooped on by a bird! GROSS!
But to my credit I didn’t freak out and jump up and down screaming like I REALLY wanted to. Because that would had freaked Sirius out and then he would not have been able to go to the bathroom and I would have been stuck out walking him even longer. So I just wiped my hand on the grass and kept walking Sirius he thankfully went quickly and got to sniff another dog too (which made him very happy)
I then put him inside brought in the trashcans and got the mail just I’d planed to before some bird interrupted me
That all finished I stuck my head under the kitchen sink for about ten minutes or more and then took a very soapy shower right after I ate.
So having thought it over I’ve decided its not a bad thing though it is gross as hell. But according to the movie “Under the Tuscan Sun” this is in Italy a sign of very good fortune (incidentally I haven’t memorized the god awful movie it was on TV the other night and I saw that part)
So I’m treating it as such. Good luck here I come (hopefully).
Anyway I had what must be a one in a hundred thousand event…(or so)
This morning I took Sirius out for his walk and right as we set off down the street I felt something land on my head it felt hard so at first I thought it was an acorn or something but when I looked up I saw there were no trees above me. Then I felt my head and made a very uncomfortable realization,
I had been pooped on by a bird! GROSS!
But to my credit I didn’t freak out and jump up and down screaming like I REALLY wanted to. Because that would had freaked Sirius out and then he would not have been able to go to the bathroom and I would have been stuck out walking him even longer. So I just wiped my hand on the grass and kept walking Sirius he thankfully went quickly and got to sniff another dog too (which made him very happy)
I then put him inside brought in the trashcans and got the mail just I’d planed to before some bird interrupted me
That all finished I stuck my head under the kitchen sink for about ten minutes or more and then took a very soapy shower right after I ate.
So having thought it over I’ve decided its not a bad thing though it is gross as hell. But according to the movie “Under the Tuscan Sun” this is in Italy a sign of very good fortune (incidentally I haven’t memorized the god awful movie it was on TV the other night and I saw that part)
So I’m treating it as such. Good luck here I come (hopefully).