Friday, September 15, 2006

Shit rolls down hill... and sometimes from the sky.

As I dragged my sorry ass to my car in the parking lot last night, I was assualted.

But the attacker wasn't human in nature. No... this attack came from the air. Yes that's right... I looked up in the sky to see not a plane, not Superman, but an ordinary bird.

SPLAT! Hot fresh birdshit on my collar. Cue canned studio laughter.

Apparently I can't win the lottery, or count on the healthcare system, or hope that the police might trouble themselves to respond to numerous calls about drunken teenagers smashing beer bottles, pissing and puking on my house... but I do have enough "luck" to be in the path of a seagull with the runs.

I've heard it said that being shit on by a bird is good luck. Well then Lady Luck, lay it on me. I could use some right about now.


Shinny said...

As gross at that is, if it really can bring good luck then I am heading over to Lake Michigan with some bread crumbs for the seagulls. I will wait and see if this works out for you first. Just in case. ;) Wishing you both the best of luck in the latest adventure.

Anonymous said...

I happen to have a VERY cool-looking hat that would totally protect against future attacks of sky-luck. You know where to reach me if you're interested in borrowing it for a bit. : )

Shinny said...

I had to laugh the other day, I went to get in my car and there was seagull poop all over the driver's side window. I thought of this post. Maybe it just hitting the window will be enough touch of luck to help me out this month.

Hoping that luck starts heading your way soon.