Whether a tree falls to the south or to the north, in the place where it falls, there will it lie

So, yeah, Memorial Day. Had a great relaxing day cooking out with some friends and just chilling in the slightly wet Florida weather. Out in front of me from nowhere I see an object flying in the air.

At first I thought it was an acorn or something. The thought, which amazes me how fast it actually ran through my mind in such a short amount of time, was that a squirrel was throwing an acorn at me. Those of you reading this who may have laughed at that last sentence, you have yet to see the squirrels that roam the campus of Florida State University.

Photo of Squirrels most likely taken at Florida State University

Anyway, despite my quick thoughts, I found out very fast that this was not the attack of a squirrel but that of a bird. Apparently they were out to get me according to my brother in law Blake. Something about airsoft guns and being mean. Their method of attack was a bit of feces on my shirt and shorts.

So far my sister was the only one in the family to have the honor of getting pooped on by a bird. I had hoped to keep away from such an honor, but it was obviously not meant to be. If there’s anything to be thankful for in such a circumstance though, I will say I’m thankful this bird managed to fire when it did and not a second later. That really might have ruined my day.