Tuesday, March 30, 2010

En Garde!

It is spring and apparently it is rutting season among the Zebra doves.



And I do mean rutting. They do not seem to behave exactly like your common or garden pigeon. That is the females seem to be about just as oblivious as pigeons, that is one often seems what I can only assume are the males (its much harder to tell than with pigeons, the males do not have any iridescence like the pigeon) bobbing and bowing to the females cooing charmingly and the females wandering off in the usual manner leaving a rather deflated male behind. I have NEVER witnessed any intercourse between Zebra doves. I can only assume it occurs privately given the Hitchcockian quantities despite the vast population of feral cats in Honolulu and the two or three squabs I've seen huddling in the undergrowth which also leads me to assume they are ground nesting birds.

Recently however the males have begun rutting. Two birds begin bobbing and bowing to each other, cooing of course, in a matter indistinguishable from the more common amorous advances except in its mirrored reciprocation in the party of the second part, I assume another male. The two birds advance and retreat, bobbing and cooing the whole time, crabwise towards each other sometimes jumping into the air and scrabbling and eventually one flies away or they both seem to loose interest.

I could of course have the whole thing backwards. Perhaps the former behavior is aggressive and the latter amorous. I could look it up but I much prefer observation of the Zebra dove to fact. They're odd little birds and I am astonished they haven't been all eaten or run over by now.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

"Mother Night!"

Customers... Some people will never be satisfied. You can shake Tinkerbell over that latte till her ass turns blue and the cup starts floating, you can drone on about "mother night" till your hearts content and send you little goblin minions out to butcher heard of unicorns, someone's gonna complain that they wanted that fairy dust latte iced or a free range organic unicorn burger.

We keep having people come in an complain that we carry meat. "You're a health food store! How can you call yourself a health food store if you carry MEAT!?"

It is free range organic meat, but apparently good little hippies don't think the rest of us should have healthy meat. Its veggies or processed crap, you're with us or against us!

Also carob is the devil.

Friday, March 12, 2010

Detail

I find it intriguing the way my brain seems to operate. While in lucid dream state my brain repeats dream sequences with increasing detail, like watching a film clip over and over noticing the details. This is also the way I A) learn my lines and B) writes sequences for my comic.

At least I'm consistant.