oh [excrement]!

Claire said:

I was a little late coming in to work today, when I had the joy of
being hit by a seagull, just five blocks from the office. Ew. I just
kept the helmet on until I started the shower, then quickly took it
off, and plunged the foam hat under the force of the hot water. Then I
put my head in, and rinsed well and good before putting the rest of
myself in the stall.

Upside, this is only the second time it's happened since I started
riding daily near the waterfront.

Somewhere there's a big ol' bird telling its friends about getting hit by
fast-moving round plastic hard thing.

Bill "I was just flying along..." S.

Claire wrote:
:: I was a little late coming in to work today, when I had the joy of
:: being hit by a seagull, just five blocks from the office. Ew. I just
:: kept the helmet on until I started the shower, then quickly took it
:: off, and plunged the foam hat under the force of the hot water. Then
:: I put my head in, and rinsed well and good before putting the rest of
:: myself in the stall.
::
:: Upside, this is only the second time it's happened since I started
:: riding daily near the waterfront.

Ew, bird bombings. I've yet to get hit.

Roger Zoul said:

Claire wrote:
:: I was a little late coming in to work today, when I had the joy of
:: being hit by a seagull, just five blocks from the office. Ew. I just
:: kept the helmet on until I started the shower, then quickly took it
:: off, and plunged the foam hat under the force of the hot water. Then
:: I put my head in, and rinsed well and good before putting the rest of
:: myself in the stall.
::
:: Upside, this is only the second time it's happened since I started
:: riding daily near the waterfront.

Ew, bird bombings. I've yet to get hit.

Not on my bike, just walking along and I got bombed on the INSIDE of my
EYEGLASSES! There's like 2mm of space between my eyebrow and the lens
and the pigeon (I think) nailed it right down the middle and splatted
most of the inside surface. Now that's disgusting.

Sorni said:

Claire said:

I was a little late coming in to work today, when I had the joy of
being hit by a seagull, just five blocks from the office. Ew. I just
kept the helmet on until I started the shower, then quickly took it
off, and plunged the foam hat under the force of the hot water. Then
I put my head in, and rinsed well and good before putting the rest of
myself in the stall.

Upside, this is only the second time it's happened since I started
riding daily near the waterfront.

Somewhere there's a big ol' bird telling its friends about getting
hit by fast-moving round plastic hard thing.

Bill "I was just flying along..." S.

Ooops. Guess I misread. (Thought you got hit by the bird's BODY and not
its... Ewwww.)

Bill "there's my mistake for '06" S.

Claire said:

(snip)
.... I had the joy of being hit by a seagull ... Ew.

I just HATE it when that happens. ;-)
Really though, my condolences, Claire. That ranks (heh!) up there with hosing
grass wads off bike tires and discovering, by the smell of the splatter all over
one's front, that the largest wads of grass were mostly dog [censored].

Was the "stuff" hot? Birds have pretty high body temp. IMHO this increases the
"eew" factor of getting slimed by a bird.

--
Michael

Michael said:

I just HATE it when that happens. ;-)
Really though, my condolences, Claire. That ranks (heh!) up there with hosing
grass wads off bike tires and discovering, by the smell of the splatter all over
one's front, that the largest wads of grass were mostly dog [censored].

This points out at least one advantage of slicks. Not much adheres to
them for very long.

Claire said:

Warm Regards,

*Warm regards*, indeed!

Diablo Scott wrote:
:: Roger Zoul wrote:
::: Claire wrote:
::::: I was a little late coming in to work today, when I had the joy of
::::: being hit by a seagull, just five blocks from the office. Ew. I
::::: just kept the helmet on until I started the shower, then quickly
::::: took it off, and plunged the foam hat under the force of the hot
::::: water. Then I put my head in, and rinsed well and good before
::::: putting the rest of myself in the stall.
:::::
::::: Upside, this is only the second time it's happened since I started
::::: riding daily near the waterfront.
:::
::: Ew, bird bombings. I've yet to get hit.
:::
:::
::
:: Not on my bike, just walking along and I got bombed on the INSIDE of
:: my EYEGLASSES! There's like 2mm of space between my eyebrow and the
:: lens and the pigeon (I think) nailed it right down the middle and
:: splatted most of the inside surface. Now that's disgusting.

oh MAN.

"Roger Zoul" <[email hidden]> wrote in message

Quoted message said:

Ew, bird bombings. I've yet to get hit.

Roger, this is just like a post which brags that you haven't had a flat.

You are tempting fate, and fate often yields to temptation. 😉

"Mike Kruger" wrote: Roger, this is just like a post which brags that you
haven't had a flat. (clip)
^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Would you rather have a flat or a splat?

Roger Zoul said:

Ew, bird bombings. I've yet to get hit.

Try in the countryside during magpie nesting season --

Peter

--
No Microsoft involved. Certified virus free --

I was up on top of a local butte, where vultures rest in dead
trees. These birds seem decidedly unafraid of people and let them come
right up to the trees. A teenage nitwit decided to climb up toward
them. I warned him, knowing what would come. Then, one of the vultures
dropped its beak and tossed his lunch all over the guy's head. You can
imagine what had been on the menu and the guy's reaction. And, I got it
all on videotape.

Steve McDonald

In article <[email hidden]>,

(Steve McDonald) said:

I was up on top of a local butte, where vultures rest in dead
trees. These birds seem decidedly unafraid of people and let them come
right up to the trees. A teenage nitwit decided to climb up toward
them. I warned him, knowing what would come. Then, one of the vultures
dropped its beak and tossed his lunch all over the guy's head. You can
imagine what had been on the menu and the guy's reaction. And, I got it
all on videotape.

Steve McDonald

that definitely qualifies for submittal to one of those stupidest video
shows.

..max

max said:

In article <[email hidden]>,

(Steve McDonald) said:

I was up on top of a local butte, where vultures rest in dead
trees. These birds seem decidedly unafraid of people and let them come
right up to the trees. A teenage nitwit decided to climb up toward
them. I warned him, knowing what would come. Then, one of the vultures
dropped its beak and tossed his lunch all over the guy's head. You can
imagine what had been on the menu and the guy's reaction. And, I got it
all on videotape.

Steve McDonald

that definitely qualifies for submittal to one of those stupidest video
shows.

.max

Not 'cycling related, but funny.

Many years ago I was attending a Navy training course in San Diego.
The school building was a 4 story Gov't monstrosity in the shape of an
open square, the center being an concrete coutyard. Part of the 4th
floor was a patio with vending machines, which the students used as a
lounge. When the students were not using the patio, the seagulls
utilized it as a cafeteria.

Every Friday morning, the students would assemble in the coutyard for
formal inspection, complete with weekly guest dignitary acting as the
Inspecting Officer. On this fateful morning, the I/O was a 3-Star
Admiral, in full Dress Blue regalia. No sooner does the 3-star slide
up to look me (at the time, a lowly Seaman) over, than one of the 4th
floor gulls decides to let one fly. The free falling fourth story
feces hit the crest of the Admirals hat, splattered over the gold
braided brim (it's real gold, and very expensive), and began to drip
down his chest, fouling the five or six rows of ribbons. The only
reaction from the Admiral was the explosive uttering of the epithet "Oh
[censored]!".

I still have the scar in my lower lip where I bit almost though to keep
from laughing.

In article <[email hidden]>,
"Johhny Two Pedals" <[email hidden]> wrote:

snip

Quoted message said:

Not 'cycling related, but funny.

Many years ago I was attending a Navy training course in San Diego.
The school building was a 4 story Gov't monstrosity in the shape of an
open square, the center being an concrete coutyard. Part of the 4th
floor was a patio with vending machines, which the students used as a
lounge. When the students were not using the patio, the seagulls
utilized it as a cafeteria.

Every Friday morning, the students would assemble in the coutyard for
formal inspection, complete with weekly guest dignitary acting as the
Inspecting Officer. On this fateful morning, the I/O was a 3-Star
Admiral, in full Dress Blue regalia. No sooner does the 3-star slide
up to look me (at the time, a lowly Seaman) over, than one of the 4th
floor gulls decides to let one fly. The free falling fourth story
feces hit the crest of the Admirals hat, splattered over the gold
braided brim (it's real gold, and very expensive), and began to drip
down his chest, fouling the five or six rows of ribbons. The only
reaction from the Admiral was the explosive uttering of the epithet "Oh
[censored]!".

I still have the scar in my lower lip where I bit almost though to keep
from laughing.

Rank does have its priveleges!

HAND

Leo Lichtman wrote:
:: "Mike Kruger" wrote: Roger, this is just like a post which brags
:: that you haven't had a flat. (clip)
:: ^^^^^^^^^^^^^
:: Would you rather have a flat or a splat?

I'd take a flat any day.....on second thought, maybe not!

Mike Kruger wrote:
:: "Roger Zoul" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
:::
::: Ew, bird bombings. I've yet to get hit.
:::
:: Roger, this is just like a post which brags that you haven't had a
:: flat.
::
:: You are tempting fate, and fate often yields to temptation. 😉

I never thought of it like that. I guess this weekend fate might frown upon
me (or spit on me). Poor stupid me. Poo-poo.

"H M Leary" wrote: (clip) Rank does have its priveleges!
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Yep! The gull outranked the admiral.

Sorni said:

Ooops. Guess I misread. (Thought you got hit by the bird's BODY and not
its... Ewwww.)

I had understood that Claire was hit by an actual bird too. Still, I
don't imagine getting splatted with seagull [censored] is all that pleasant.

I was in Seattle yesterday. I saw one bike (parked, with pogies on the
handlebars although the weather was pleasant and 50 F), and no
seagulls.

RFM