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Be Big. Be a Builder.

Crows can use tools.

I wish the several thousand who hang out in the trees outside my house would hare off and build a village somewhere.

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Make sure they figure out a way to hook up your DVD player before they go off to build their village!

There was a television show a few years ago where one of the characters kept talking about crows as a symbol of approaching death. I look out my window at work in winter and see the entire horse pasture across the street blanketed in crows and think--Holy crap, am I in trouble now!

The supposed old superstition that ill will come to you if a black cat crosses your path always made me think, Well, *yeah*, if there's not much light and you trip over it. Same for the superstition about walking under a ladder. Something might fall on your head. Open an umbrella in the house, you'll probably send some breakables flying.

When I read "blanketed" the first time, I misread it, in proximity to "Holy crap!," as blanketed in something else. And yeah, in sufficient quantity, that could probably kill you.

I saw some bigass crows on the street today, and yesterday morning there was a crow vocalizing eloquently outside my window. Uh-oh.

(Oh, you know what's cool? The way flocks of European starlings function as a kind of group mind.)

This was randomly digressive. Ah, well. ;)

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