i saw the strangest thing yesterday on the way to work.

i counted at least 40 vultures (no exaageration) of the bald red head variety sitting on the fence that marked the northern boundary of university high school. a dozen were relaxing on the backstop of the baseball field. i rode my bike to the foot of their chainlink perch and we all stood there for a bit, eyeing each other, cocking our heads this way and that, blinking on occassion. then i waved my arms, and they hesitated for a moment before rising, one at a time, slowly into the air.