Rette and I have been tagged. So without further adiue here are our lists. The entries apply to both of us, except where indicated.
8 Favorite TV Shows:
1. The Office
2. 30 Rock
3. Late Night with Conan O'Brien
4. Mythbusters
5. Futurama
6. The King of Queens
7. The Simpsons
8. Man vs. Wild
8 Things I Did Yesterday:
1. Went to work
2. Went to the post office to pick up a letter from Bolivia (Trav)
3. Watched Planet B-boy with a bunch of breakers
4. Danced in James Weaver's basement
5. Tried to learn Fuetes (ballet move) (Trav, Rette was teaching)
6. Went to Fazoli's
7. Split a cherry dip cone
8. Watched a little Conan O'Brien
8 Things to Look Forward To:
1. Thanksgiving with the McKnights
2. Christmas back in Portland
3. Being done with peak season at work (Travis)
4. Decorating a Christmas tree
5. Getting a new couch
6. Traveling to Peru and Bolivia
7. Running a marathon in May (Rette)
8. BYU vs UT
8 Favorite Restaurants:
1. Noodles and Company
2. Andina (Peruvian restaurant in Portland, check it out)
3. Fazoli's
4. Biaggis
5. Thai Ruby
6. Tucanos
7. Fudruckers
8. The Pita Pit
8 Things on My Wish List:
1. Getting a pet.
2. A garage/yard
3. Having a house
4. Seeing a glacier (Rette)
5. Going back to Alaska
6. Going to Borneo
7. Checking out Puerto Vallarta with the fam (it would be awesome to make a trip together)
8. Be a better dancer (Trav) Be in shape for a marathon (Rette)
8 Concerts we Love:
1. Trans Siberian Orchestra (saw them this week they were amazing)
2. Muse
3. Jason Mraz
4. Dashboard Confessional\ Toad the Wet Sprocket (saw them at the same show)
5. Apacolyptica (Who would have thought 4 Finns with cellos could rock so hard)
6. Ben Folds
7. Matchbox 20
8. Panic at the Disco
8 Things we're greatful for:
1. Flowers (Rette)
2. Mattress heaters (Rette)
3. Dollar menus (Trav)
4. The mountains
5. Sandals (Rette)
6. Shoes (Trav)
7. Modern appliances
8. Roll out linoliem (Trav)
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Hitchcock Was Right
Alfred Hitchcock classic The Birds inspired fear in many people for our winged companions. Pretty far fetched movie you say. Well what if Mr. Hitchcock was right?
About a month ago Rette and I decided that while her mother was in town we would make a trip to the Tracey Aviary to check it out, the aviary that is, not Hitchcock's thoery that birds are evil.
I was impressed with the variety of birds that they had there. Some of my favorites were the golden eagles, and the emus. The emu especially caught my interest because of the sound it makes. When I was standing near the emus I kept hearing this low pitched thudding noise, which I assumed was coming from some construction going on in the aviary. After listening for a little while and goading the emus to speak to me I realized that the sound was coming from them. They make a very guttural thumping/clicking noise in their throats, their beaks don't open. This made me appreciate the emu even more.
The best part of the visit was when we got to feed some of the birds. If you pay $2 extra at the gate they let you go into one one the enclosures and feed a type of Brazilian Parrot, I forget their actual name. They give you these little sticks with pieces of apple stuck on them and you hold them out and the birds will land on you and start eating.
When you first step in and hold out the food 20 or so birds flying right for you is quite intimidating. However, they quickly settle down and begin enjoying their apples and the opportunity to be so close with these beautiful birds really is something.
Despite their being so adorable these birds posses very hard sharp beaks which make me a little uneasy and in this case rightly so. One of the birds becoming bored with his apple began to peck at my finger right below the finger nail. This hurt quite a bit but because I had several birds on my hands and arms I didn't want to just violently shake them off, so I had to try to slowly brush off the offender. He easily left but not before cutting open my finger. I don't know if it was the cold or something else but it bled quite a bit. The aviary worker who was with us felt really bad for me and kept apologizing for the behavior of this bird. It wasn't that bad I'm glad that it happened to me and not my wife or her mother if it had to happen to one of us.
I seem to have bad luck in these situations as a similar thing happened to me at a Petco several years before. One of the workers was showing off a bird and asked us if we wanted to hold it. She instructed us to hold out our index finger and the bird would perch right on top. I remember asking , "these birds don't bite, do they?" She assured me that they did not, but as soon as I stuck out my finger out to take the bird from her it latched on my finger with its beak, not its feet. I think this one hurt worse than the pecking incident. Once again I couldn't just shake the darn thing off because the Petco lady was standing right next to me. She coaxed the bird into letting go, but this took several painful seconds.
Despite the injury I still had a great time at the aviary. As we left with my finger bandaged my wife and mother-in-law asked me if I should get checked out for bird flu. I told them that I'd take my chances.
Here's a blurry image of the attacked finger.
About a month ago Rette and I decided that while her mother was in town we would make a trip to the Tracey Aviary to check it out, the aviary that is, not Hitchcock's thoery that birds are evil.
I was impressed with the variety of birds that they had there. Some of my favorites were the golden eagles, and the emus. The emu especially caught my interest because of the sound it makes. When I was standing near the emus I kept hearing this low pitched thudding noise, which I assumed was coming from some construction going on in the aviary. After listening for a little while and goading the emus to speak to me I realized that the sound was coming from them. They make a very guttural thumping/clicking noise in their throats, their beaks don't open. This made me appreciate the emu even more.
The best part of the visit was when we got to feed some of the birds. If you pay $2 extra at the gate they let you go into one one the enclosures and feed a type of Brazilian Parrot, I forget their actual name. They give you these little sticks with pieces of apple stuck on them and you hold them out and the birds will land on you and start eating.
When you first step in and hold out the food 20 or so birds flying right for you is quite intimidating. However, they quickly settle down and begin enjoying their apples and the opportunity to be so close with these beautiful birds really is something.
Despite their being so adorable these birds posses very hard sharp beaks which make me a little uneasy and in this case rightly so. One of the birds becoming bored with his apple began to peck at my finger right below the finger nail. This hurt quite a bit but because I had several birds on my hands and arms I didn't want to just violently shake them off, so I had to try to slowly brush off the offender. He easily left but not before cutting open my finger. I don't know if it was the cold or something else but it bled quite a bit. The aviary worker who was with us felt really bad for me and kept apologizing for the behavior of this bird. It wasn't that bad I'm glad that it happened to me and not my wife or her mother if it had to happen to one of us.
I seem to have bad luck in these situations as a similar thing happened to me at a Petco several years before. One of the workers was showing off a bird and asked us if we wanted to hold it. She instructed us to hold out our index finger and the bird would perch right on top. I remember asking , "these birds don't bite, do they?" She assured me that they did not, but as soon as I stuck out my finger out to take the bird from her it latched on my finger with its beak, not its feet. I think this one hurt worse than the pecking incident. Once again I couldn't just shake the darn thing off because the Petco lady was standing right next to me. She coaxed the bird into letting go, but this took several painful seconds.
Despite the injury I still had a great time at the aviary. As we left with my finger bandaged my wife and mother-in-law asked me if I should get checked out for bird flu. I told them that I'd take my chances.
Here's a blurry image of the attacked finger.
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