November 3, 2010
Omens
Today I saw a grackle walking in the gutter. He had a Chiquita Banana sticker on his back.
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when I laughed, a little snot came out of my nose.
signs and portents indeed.
Laughing, smiling, and sighing. Snorting a little, too. As well as feeling mildly pissed at the sticker-putter.
Oh. Eh. Deron, do I get a couple cents for use of “signs and portents”? [She said, laughing up her sleeve, even though she wasn't sure how to do such a thing.]
There was some other thing, but I forget.
The word I thought when I saw him was incognito.
Incognito sometimes suggests to me something other than what we agree that it means.
Sometimes it sounds like the name of a robot in a comic strip circa 1915.
And sometimes I hear the gn as a Spanish n with a tilde, and it is the first word of a love song sung to the accompaniment of a guitar strummed beneath a balcony.
“Incognito Lindo.”
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Canta y no llores
Porque cantando se alegran
Incognito lindo, los corazones
If that makes any sense.
My phrase of the day for another 90 minutes.
O yeah. It has that “klaatu barada nikto” sound, too–as you have mentioned in the past.
Also, I have seen these birds in the dumpsters, rooting about, and my first thought was that he had acquired this badge by way of such diving. But I have also seen that they are very tame around the campus and will walk right up to kids eating their lunches while sitting on raised flowerbed walls. So maybe the cost of taking a piece of hamburger bun was the quick placement of a tag between the wings. Then I went all Kafka and had to look about to see if anybody had seen me thinking this way.
Sheila, yes. I’ll fax it to you.
Thank you, Deron.
If that makes any cents.
[...] Daryl Scroggins: Also, I have seen these birds in the dumpsters, rooting about, and my first thought was that he had acquired this badge by way of such diving. But I have also seen that they are very tame around the campus and will walk right up to kids eating their lunches while sitting on raised flowerbed walls. So maybe the cost of taking a piece of hamburger bun was the quick placement of a tag between the wings. Then I went all Kafka and had to look about to see if anybody had seen me thinking this way. posted by Deron Bauman in animals, branding, education, food, from the comments, literature, psychology | * | comment [...]
Grackles are notoriously bad liars.
I can’t imagine an I’m Not There featuring a grackle.
A friend once found in her closet a grackle killed by her cat and placed inside a shoe.
I don’t think it was lying, apart from lying within a shoe.
[...] Sheila Ryan: A friend once found in her closet a grackle killed by her cat and placed inside a shoe. [...]