Dude, How have We Not Figured Out What the Birds are Saying?

The Jizzie turned to me on Sunday evening as we stood on Bare Rocks on the Appalachion Trail and asked this question. I ahven't a clue. Do you? (p.s. this bird is called the Least Bittern, which I think is cool)

Ok. So thursday I got drunk with some sailors and sang "Tempted." Jansens was thenonly one who clapped. Thanks doll. Blackout Dan was there(obviously) and tried to instigate a fight with the sailors by threatening to punch me and then fart in my face. But instead of fighting, we did some tequela shots instead. Then I went home and drunk packed. It's become a favorite past-time of mine, though I don't recomend trying it--it's a disapointing game.
Then it was off to A-town. here we relaxed, did some hiking and went to an arts festival. Oh yeah, and then we got insanely wasted. Duh.
Blair, the coolest guy ever, came to celebrate Memorial day at the homestead. Blair is from England. Blair is sophisticated and drinks tea so my mom was very excited to show off her tea collection. More later. I have to go look a t appartments---bummer.