It was a day like any other winter day in L.A., sunny with a blanket of snow on the Angeles crest. A couple of the Contreras brothers, Dale Keyes and I headed up into the mountains to play in the snow. After a few hours of sliding down ravines, nailing each other with snowballs, and smoking pot thru even more snowballs we decided to head back down the hill. Next stop the beach. We were sitting on a section of beach just north of Santa Monica participating in our favorite past time. Yeah, even tho we were back at sea level we were still pretty high. Then we noticed these noises in the sand,poof, poof, poof. To find out what it was we only had to look up. There was a giant flock of seagulls dropping bombs on us. This was both scary and funny. We scattered about, holding our guts in fits of laughter, trying to run across the loose sand. I only wish I could have been an outsider watching this scene unfurl. The Keystone cops spend a day at the beach. Fortunately I can report that there were no casualties.
It does make me wonder how many people get hit with bird poop. I know that my mom did once, and Edgar on "The Deadliest Catch". But that is only two people out of the thousands that I have known. I hope I didn't just put a curse on myself. After all there are a lot of seagulls around here. Even scarier than that are the geese. Their turds are bigger than a chihuahuas.
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You watch "Deadliest Catch" too. Did you see our pictures from the Sea Star? I know of two other people that got hit with poop - Stephanie (on her sandal) and the neighbor girl (on her head while waiting for the school bus, that was tramatic).
Later,
Linda
Poop is always such a fun subject.
I've known two myself. Weird. Both times I thought I was going to laugh so hard I might pass out. We need to catch up!
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