And I thought fishing was the only activity where you could fall asleep and still call it a sport. BTW, always wear a cap when around large sea birds. One time when my in-laws were visiting, we were over at the sponge docks in Tarpon Springs and a pelican took off from a nearby roof and, as it unloaded its "sanitary system", managed to pretty nearly cover my shoulder and half my cap along with the same area on my father-in-law. I guess that was exciting, but not the kind of excitement I enjoy.
Isn't that supposed to a blessing, in some cultures? Because it's a rare event? I did take a hit a month or so back, walking aforementioned Shiba, didn't feel that lucky.
Blessed like in the poem we used to say when we were little? "Birdie, birdie in the sky. Why'd you do that to my eye? I'm not sad; I won't cry. I'm just glad that cows don't fly."
