I saw a duck at Safeway today, eagerly followed by a mallard drake. I was looking at them because you don't often observe ducks at Safeway, seeing as how they have no place to carry a club card with which to utilize sale prices. The drake looked back at me like I was some weird fucker. It made me wonder how many other times birds see people in places they don't belong. As arbitrary as that may be, it may seem as odd to a crow to see a hang glider as it would be for you to find a robin in your shower. Thankfully birds don't speak any human languages, or else we might hear "what the fuck are you doing?" far more often.