About 1/2 mile into my morning run this morning, I ran by a tree and was attacked by a bird! I mean I the bird actually made contact with my hair and then screeched!
When I turned my head to look to see what was going on, the bird let me know in no uncertain terms that this was not a mistake on his part! He flapped and held his ground about a foot over me and followed me to the next tree!
Someone evidently forgot to inform him (or perhaps it was a her!) that they are no longer holding auditions for the movie and that Al is dead.
I just kept running.