ornithology

what is this chirpy little bird that starts tweeting at 4am every morning, and if i had a gun, could i shoot it?

there must be a joke in there somewhere with a punchline like ornerythology, but hell if i can work out how to set it up.

i'm putting plugs in my ears and trying to go back to bed.  goddammit.

coming out of the woodwork

(what a disgusting expression.  and yet we all use it without any complaints, really.  huh.)

like everybody else, i have crazy numbers of gmail invites.  i imagine we're at the point now where people who want gmail accounts have got them, so the rest of these invites are just going to sit here and gather virtual dust, but who knows?  give a shout if you want an invite or six.

off to choir in a few minutes.  good music to get self in the mood with.  "he is an englishman -- behold him!"