You know how if you're really bad at hunting, you can go to
one of those places where they just push a captive, tranquilized deer through a
gate, right where your gun is aimed, and all you have to do is pull the trigger?
You might've seen a King of the Hill episode about it once. Going to one of those
places is the hunting equivilent of getting a hooker: it's frowned upon by the non-desperate,
but sometimes you get so tired of nothing that your lust conquers your pride
and you do it anyway.
For episode 7 of DIAL B FOR BIRDER, Thomas and I decided to do
the birding equivilent of that: we went birding at the bird store. The store
was YOUR BASIC BIRD, in the Elmwood neighborhood of Berkeley, CA, and sure
enough there were a ton of birds there. Red birds, green birds, white birds--the
list could go on an on. They were all in cages, but that doesn't mean we didn't
see em.
Satisfied, but somewhat guilty, we then decided to take a
stroll around the serene, romantic Berkeley Marina...but I'm not going to tell
you what we saw there, because I, like birds, am coy.
Photos after the jump.
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| Pregaming at a coffee place in Bekeley |
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| A Basic Bird |
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| This is the type of bird my sister had! |
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| The finger warning that triggered me |
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| A parrot without a pirate |
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| What the fuck?! Those aren't birds. |
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| THESE are birds. |
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| The majestic Marina |
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| Trashy bathroom graffiti |
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