A series of thoughts I had on Sunday while waiting on the sidewalk outside a rehearsal studio:
1. Look at the tiny little birdies hopping around the base of that tree. They’re adorable. As adorable as kittens and puppies? Possibly.
2. Why do I find tiny little birdies so adorable? What is it about them, specifically?
3. Well, if you anthropomorphize them…
4. Wait, is it anthropomorphize or anthropomorphisize?
5. Anyway, if you think of their appearance and actions in human terms, they’re intrinsically cute. Quizzical little head movements, hopping around everywhere, not having arms.
6. Wait, do I find a lack of arms cute? Is that weird? Is that offensive to the limbless?
7. Oh, here comes a father with his young child. Is that child missing an arm?
8. Yes, that child is missing an arm.
9. That kid was cute, but the missing arm was not a factor in the cuteness. It was irrelevant.
10. Coincidences are weird.
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Morgan, you seem to be a strange attractor for weird shit. Or maybe it is living in NYC, or the fact that you just get out more than I do?
Today I was eating lunch and there were a bunch of pigeons hopping around in front of me and I was like “ew, gross!” and then some tiny little non-pigeon birds came along and started hopping around with the pigeons and I thought “awww, TOO CUTE” and then I thought “that’s not fair”. But you know what? I don’t care. They are adorable.
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