On the way to soccer we saw a HUGE flock of birds that were hanging out on the corner. They'd start up as if they were going to fly away, then come back down and settle. They did this several times. almost as if they were at a college football game doing the wave. But suddenly, they all took off - clearly afraid of the crazy jogger approaching. And when I say crazy, it wasn't clinical diagnosis crazy. No, it was the crazy that overcomes you and turns you into a three year old when you run up on a flock of birds. And this was one BIG flock of birds, so he was doing the crazy jogger dance all the way around the corner, happy as a clam.