Birds: The invasion

Getting ready for work this morning, I heard a flapping and a squawking on my back lawn. I swear, there were about five black crows on my lawn. And no, they weren't going to burst into a rendition of Remedy or cry about the split from Kate Hudson -- they were picking my lawn clean, man. Each of them were the size of chickens. You know what they say about the early bird -- these guys were going to town. I grabbed my camera and tried to take a picture, but the murder of crows (that's what you call a group of 'em) took off to go land on my neighbor's roof. Good -- go poop on his deck.

If we spread more grass seed back there -- now is the ideal time to do it, according to the gardening column in the Telegram -- we're going to have to put up a scarecrow. Literally.