Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Chickening out |9:37 PM| Note: At the bottom of this post, there's a picture of the sign I posted with suggestions on naming the chickens. At one point I made a logarithm joke, and someone came by and "solved" it with a pencil. I felt a little clever. That is, until I realized that it was like making a Donnie Darko reference in a room full of nerds, someone chuckling, and you two feeling like you're part of a special club. It ain't all that secret of a movie.
Saturday night, Jimmy, Kamon and I planned on hitting a friend-of-a-friend's "Pajama party". We first met up at Robbie's place, played some Halo 3, and proceeded to go be social. The party was not amazing. On some kind of scale, this was too far into the "Frat-party" color gradient areas. The color gradient being whatever "Hey let's just drink" looks like under a microscope. Fuckin' yawn. We just couldn't find any kind of real conversation beyond bullshit chit chat. Social interaction with zero intellectual stimulus is often pointless. The idea became, "...let's just go play a goddamn video game instead."
So we did.
I got home Sunday morning at around 5am. Waiting for me in the parking lot were 3 chickens.
They walked in a wide circle, flocking, wandering, clucking, and bobbing their heads in the standard issue chicken way.
Where the hell did they come from? There isn't a farm anywhere near my current abode (That I know of). Are there wild chicken clusters, moving in nomadic patterns across the state of Texas?
I walked around with the chickens for a bit, as I found it surreal. Every so often one of them would decide to separate from the group, the other two chickens cocking their head in 9 volt brain confusion, but the loner would always return after a few moments. He/she would return to the micro-flock, and continue the lazy circuit of the parking lot.
I didn't see the chickens for the rest of the day. Sunday afternoon this sign was posted, so I stapled up a response to the right.
This morning, the chickens were back, circling the lot.
Someone later posted this sign
And here is my response.
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Chickening out |9:37 PM| Note: At the bottom of this post, there's a picture of the sign I posted with suggestions on naming the chickens. At one point I made a logarithm joke, and someone came by and "solved" it with a pencil. I felt a little clever. That is, until I realized that it was like making a Donnie Darko reference in a room full of nerds, someone chuckling, and you two feeling like you're part of a special club. It ain't all that secret of a movie.
Saturday night, Jimmy, Kamon and I planned on hitting a friend-of-a-friend's "Pajama party". We first met up at Robbie's place, played some Halo 3, and proceeded to go be social. The party was not amazing. On some kind of scale, this was too far into the "Frat-party" color gradient areas. The color gradient being whatever "Hey let's just drink" looks like under a microscope. Fuckin' yawn. We just couldn't find any kind of real conversation beyond bullshit chit chat. Social interaction with zero intellectual stimulus is often pointless. The idea became, "...let's just go play a goddamn video game instead."
So we did.
I got home Sunday morning at around 5am. Waiting for me in the parking lot were 3 chickens.
They walked in a wide circle, flocking, wandering, clucking, and bobbing their heads in the standard issue chicken way.
Where the hell did they come from? There isn't a farm anywhere near my current abode (That I know of). Are there wild chicken clusters, moving in nomadic patterns across the state of Texas?
I walked around with the chickens for a bit, as I found it surreal. Every so often one of them would decide to separate from the group, the other two chickens cocking their head in 9 volt brain confusion, but the loner would always return after a few moments. He/she would return to the micro-flock, and continue the lazy circuit of the parking lot.
I didn't see the chickens for the rest of the day. Sunday afternoon this sign was posted, so I stapled up a response to the right.
This morning, the chickens were back, circling the lot.
Someone later posted this sign
And here is my response.
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