Just peeking in
Simultaneous deadlines and a weekend business trip make for fun times. (Yes, that was vaguely sarcastic.)
Catching up with e-mail revealed a newspaper article with this second graf:
Catching up with e-mail revealed a newspaper article with this second graf:
I like to think of myself more as a virile, sexy birder, the kind of birder who works out and has to beat off bird-loving chicks with a stick. A scotch-swilling, bare-knuckle kind of birder. Sort of a cross between Ernest Hemingway and John James Audobon. In any event, I do find these little creatures endlessly fascinating.How could I not continue reading? And where can I find birders like that?
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posted by Amy at 11:32 AM
5 Comments:
If I were a birder, and single, this is EXACTLY what I would be looking for!
I was thinking a little more about this entry and the thought came to be that this is what he would like to think of himself as, but what is he really like?
I would like to think of myself as a statuesque, leggy brunette with zest for life, the kind that can eat whatever she wants and never gain a pound, or never has to workout because I am just naturally gorgeous. Sort of a cross between Jessica Alba and Madeline Albright.
But we both know what the reality is.
And this brings us around to the "Hotties of Birding" calendar I first thought of back in 1999....oh, the list of people who could be included in that! :-)
*Hotties of Birding* calendar? Sounds like a great idea... I can think of a few...
;-)
Denise, in reality, you're so much more (c:
Shelly and Laura, perhaps we can put our heads together and create a calendar as a conservation fundraiser ;)
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