I was going to post another long winded rant about something but it’s Easter and I’ve decided to keep things positive for now. The rant will come later because you know, that’s what I do here. Anyway, I thought I’d tell you about my dumb moment of the week.
I was walking along and daydreaming as I do when I spotted something brown resting on a railing.
“Huh,” I thought, “what’s that bird doing there? Should it be leaning on the railing like that? Is it okay? Shit, I hope it’s not dead!”
I approached it cautiously because while I was somewhat perturbed, I wanted zero bird action. I don’t play with birds. I don’t mess with them. I don’t acknowledge them. Having a pigeon flap it’s wings in your face leaves mental scars.
Anyway, as I got closer I discovered that it wasn’t a bird.
It wasn’t even an animal.
It was an empty beer bottle.
An empty beer bottle.
Perhaps it’s time for a trip to the opticians…