Common Folk Using Common Sense

My daughter is having her gall bladder removed today, so I’ll be at the hospital with her. Therefore I will simply treat you with a “fluff” piece today.
- Cynthia McKinney hasn’t lost her mind; the rest of the US is just now seeing what we in Georgia have had to put up with for years.
- The Republicans are wimping out and pandering for votes again with their lame version of immigration reform. We so badly need a viable third political party in the US.
- Tom Delay is not running for re-election. So what? There is no crime, but he’s become a lightning rod for criticism (remember Newt Gingrich?), so therefore it’s best for everyone if he retires. I wish him well.
- Massachusetts is making health insurance mandatory (after all it’s now become a ‘right’). The poor will be subsidized by those that actually earn a living. Socialism is alive and well in New England.
- A 34-year-old man in Hawaii is near death with a flesh-eating disease. Geez.
- Perky Katie is moving to CBS to take Dan Rather’s old job. But there’s no such thing as a Liberal Media, right?

That’s enough! I’m going to care (with my own healthcare insurance) for my daughter, snuggle with my gentle bride, and sip some Scotch. Y’all have a great weekend.

Last Sunday I got back home from church around noon. While my gentle bride was working on lunch I took the garbage out. That’s when I noticed a bird, a lovely robin, sitting on the rear-view mirror of my truck.

Later in the afternoon I took my dogs outside for a walk. That’s when I noticed the same bird sitting on the same rear-view mirror of the same truck. So I stopped what I was doing and watched this creature for a while. The bird would sit atop the mirror and sing, and then drop down and sit on the door of the truck, still singing. Then he would hop to the top of the mirror once again. And repeat. And repeat.

So I finished walking my dogs - and watched the amazing bird. Back and forth. Singing loudly. Back and forth. It was then that I realized that when he flew off the mirror he sat on the door of my truck - and stared intently into the mirror.

Did he think there was another bird, some competition, close by? Did he discover a romantic image in his reflection in the mirror? Or is this bird simply suffering from a troubling emotional issue? Does he need a Prozac?

In light of far more serious issues facing your humble host this probably means nothing. Yet I found it utterly fascinating. Should I call a vet?

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