April 20, 2008
This little devil has been hurling himself against my home office window for over a week. I’m guessing he is attacking his own reflected image in the glass. You’d think, after a few bone-jarring *pock*’s into the window he’d figure it out, but no such luck. Every day he keeps it up, smearing his bird juice all over my view.
I taped up an image of an attacking red-tailed hawk to try and dissuade him, but he just adjusted his trajectory and keeps up the attack. He really should be scared, there is a family of hawks a few trees over from here.
Although I admire his pluck and persistence, I’m pretty sure he’s going to kill himself with a few more days of window smacking, and even if he doesn’t, he’s messing up my window something awful. I might just have to put him down myself.
Mrs. Pupster went to The Wild Bird Store, and they recommended stick-on hawk silhouettes and reflective tape. We’ll see.
*puts pellet gun back in closet*
January 24, 2008
Two of my favorite Looney Toons, staring Claude Cat and Frisky Puppy.
October 10, 2007
From the Columbus Dispatch:
A crane tipped over this morning at a construction site in Gahanna, prompting police to close down a busy street.
No one was hurt in the incident at the site where the Creekside Conference and Convention Center is being built on Mill Street just north of Granville Street, police said.
Across and down the street from my office. Our building was evacuated as a precaution, but I sneaked (snuck?) back inside and got some work done. The crane was still wheels up and against the building when I left this evening.
September 8, 2007
Easier to change your drawers after a close call.
August 24, 2007
My back went out. Again. No rhyme nor reason to it, I was just sitting here
cruising blogs working like a sled dog and *CLENCH* went my lower back.
The doctor says I need to exercise my back muscles to make them stronger. It didn’t sound like he was smiling when he said it to the top of my head, but it hurt too bad to look up (he’s 6′ 5″) to see his face. Apparently, they remove the irony bone in medical school.
These exercises look pretty close to what I’m supposed to do every freakin’ day for the rest of my life…my favorite:
In the meantime…BUBBLES!