Life, Meet Death

My workplace is prime real estate for birds year round. In Spring, especially, birds find it perfect for building nests and raising a family. This little tale I'm about to tell, well...is actually a mini-tragedy, but kind of crazy-weird because of my proximity to the goings on.

Anyway, I was working one day with one of my close friends (co-worker), when we got this one girl customer. As my friend worked on her transaction, this little bird -- a tiny, fledgling sparrow baby, who appeared to have barely learned how to fly -- flew down onto the girl's car. There. Standing on the windshield. On the windshield wipers actually. Quite still and motionless. I should have taken a picture, but I didn't want to look like a creeper on that girl's car...

Little Sparrow (we'll call him that) couldn't find his way off the car, but eventually it managed to fly away onto the nearby curb. There, he was joined by its sibling, Little Sparrow's Sibling. View pictures below:

Little Sparrow (left) with Little Sparrow's Sibling (right).

A few minutes later, this creepy pizza business customer drove in. I took the picture above right before creepy pizza business customer drove away. This is what happened after he left:

Little Sparrow's lifeless body, unintentionally sideways.

Poor Little Sparrow, he died so young! This mini-tragedy broke my heart not only because I had just taken a picture of Little Sparrow when he was full of life, but also because it reminded me of almost a decade ago, when my younger sister and I had tried to raise a runt baby sparrow after his mother had thrown him out of their nest! We had kept him in a little crib of sorts -- a small, snack-sized, baby blue plastic box, with feminine pads for bedding material -- and I had fed him tiny wads of bread soaked in water with my pinky finger. He had started to grow a few feathers (really tiny feathers), when suddenly, he stopped breathing while I held him in my hands. Rest in peace, Cuchi (that was his name).


The story is kind of funny, if you really think about it, referring to Little Sparrow, but still a tragedy. After his death, Little Sparrow's Sibling just kind of stood there, next to his dead brother, and then learned the "survival of the fittest" lesson; Little Sparrow's Sibling flew away quick!

Duck Umbrella

So it's been a rainy day today. Naturally, now that we have, get this, *TWO* umbrellas in our household, we always try to use them when we go out on rainy days. Today, my younger sister took it out as we ventured to the mall. This is what happened when we got back home:

Sister about to go up the stairs.

As she walked up the stairs, my sister decided to use the popular duck umbrella as a cane of sorts...the end result:

Counterclockwise: up the stairs, as "duck cane" touches stair...POOF goes the umbrella!

She was behind us, but when we heard this weird sound, you know, the sound that only umbrellas can make when they open up unexpectedly, we looked back and saw my sister frozen on the stairs, silently laughing because it was a surprise...


That crazy duck umbrella.

Heart In Your Heartbreak

This song is catchy. And I like it. Enjoy this little break from the "serious topics." Eat some grapefruit too. Just remove the peel and skin. The tiny wedges themselves are actually quite delicious and worth the citrus surgery.

I love May

Good evening, all, so you know how I was on vacation a few weeks back? Yeah, and I gave a tiny update about wind turbines? Well, I had hoped to write more often during vacation, but instead I spent it reading, stretching, job searching, and just staying at home. It's quite alright though, I'm not apologizing for the delay of posts; I honestly believe I distributed my time correctly.


Anyway, inevitably, April has become May, and I am a mere week away from my 23rd birthday. This is crazy on so many levels. I thought it was amazing when I had reached my 21st birthday, given my behaviors and bizarre eating habits/conditions. My 22nd was a little different last year, for not only did I earn another year of life, but a B.B.A. in Finance and a B.S. in Economics as well. It's kind of like my graduation overshadowed my birthday, actually, but it was overall an amazing day. And now this 23rd birthday comes along.


These paragraphs have been about me for too long. Enough. In other news, I came across this mini debate over cutting down the deficit. Paul Krugman, an admirable economist, makes it clear, that even though President Obama's plan on cutting down the deficit isn't absolutely perfect, it is more realistic and "plausible" than the Ryan Plan...





If you have time and aren't easily bored by these topics, I do suggest you view the above video. If not, well, you really should view it anyway, I mean, come on, it is Paul Krugman.


In other-other news, my hair has grown quite long, and I need to trim it! Part of me wants to chop it all off, but the more curious part wants to see how long it can grow before it becomes unhealthy. We shall see...


Note: I do apologize if you find this whole budget subject thingy to be boring. Might I suggest you start reading the news more often? A good old-fashioned newspaper every now and then is actually quite fun...or the online version, at the very least.