Birds of a feather
I have only ever eaten duck once. On the other hand, I have had numerous experiences visiting the nearby public park and realizing I have nowhere to sit due to the plethora of duck poop on every bench. With this in mind there has always been a vast incongruousness to the give-and-take relationship between the ducks and me: I don't eat nearly enough duck to justify my consistent lack of benches. I thought we had a deal. Instead, I'm getting robbed. Robbed by poultry.
March 31, 2009





