I woke up without an alarm and meditated, then made some coffee and wandered out to the terrace overlooking the river with my computer. It's a beautiful morning, very Springlike, and down below on the river a guy duck -- obviously from another clan and equally obviously inspired by the Springlike morning -- leaped upon one of the babe ducks and attempted to have...uh...congress with her.
Whereupon five other guy ducks flew over and started beating the shit out of the one who had been so bold as to want to...uh...infringe upon their territory. They pecked at him and kicked him with their little webbed feet and finally sent him flying off, hopefully out of their lives so that he no longer posed a threat to their all-important pecking order and illusion of control. The babe duck actually looked a little sad, as if she were saying, "We were having a good moment there, and you guys had to go and mess it up!" The whole scene brought a lump to my throat and made me think fondly of Fairfield Life, so I just thought I'd drop in and ask Judy, Sparaig, Peter Klutz, Nablusos and Jim how *you're* doing this fine morning. Chased off any anti-TM ducks today?
