"When I grow tired of the noises you make.. you shall DIE!"

I admit it. I pretty much need to be entertained 24/7.

If I'm not ribbing Gene and poking fun at him, I'm cracking off jokes to me, myself and I just so I can garner a belly laugh of some sort.

I will resort to belches and armpit noises if necessary.

Why yes, I am a 12-year-old boy, why do you ask?

However, on a more civilized note....
(why are you laughing at that??)
I have been entertained lately by a couple birds of a different feather.

We have a couple little hummingbirds that come to feed at our front window. I find it so amusing that something the size of my thumb is so damn disagreeable and fiesty. They are not friends. They go all out battle over the feeder.

Sadly I am slow, and I can only catch them when they are sitting still.

Or hovering.

I have money on the ruby throated hummingbird. He looks pissed.



The other feathered friend?

Well duh....

We let them out to free range sometimes around an hour before their "bedtime". I pull up a drink and a lawn chair to watch them march around the yard.

The best part is when one gets a worm, or a bug, or even a blade of grass and someone comes running full speed ahead to see what they might missing out on.

Yes, I have a low delight level, why do you ask?


You know what?

Chicken butt!

{I told you I was a child}

I kinda wanna pick them up and kiss their faces.

But why do they keep trying to peck my eyes out?


PS - who knows the movie quoted in the title of this post?? It's obscure, and my husband quotes it when I poking him to make him entertain me.