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*K-BANG*
CI: "G-get away from him!"
"Grraaghh!!"
*K-BANG*
CI: ".....oh god.....A-Adam! Adam!! Stay with me, help's coming! Adam! Adam!!!....."
"Dunno where I'd be without you, Billy."
BR: "Mildly inconvenienced. Not like you can't find another guy to paint your stuff."
"Everyone else isn't satisfied with a 20-pound bag of coffee beans."
BR: "Fair enough. Gotta ask, though. Why did you want your....what did I just paint?"
"The heavy lift VTOL."
BR: "Yeah, that. Why did you want it flesh colored?"
"Flesh? That's just yellow."
BR: "...nah, this is flesh."
"Looks like yellow to me."
BR: "Pretty sure it's flesh, man."
"You fucking with me?...."
BR: "Seriously, look. It's fle---"
CI: "Guys?...."
"What's going on--how did you find that?"
CI: "I was gonna ask you the same thing."
"Give it! Thing's sharp as shit..."
CI: "Seriously, where'd you get it?"
"Literally in a dumpster out back. Get this, though. It was literally embedded in the bottom of the dumpster. The big, metal dumpster. Was right in it."
BR: "Getting some serious Deja Vu looking at it."
CI: "Yeah, think I've seen it before, too...."
"Whatever it's from, whoever it's from, probably did some serious shit with it. Looks cool, though!"
CI: "What's with the holes?"
"Does more damage."
BR: "For real?"
"Hold still, Billy. I'll show you."
BR: "Fuck off."
"........."
“Some people call me a birdbrain. What a great compliment!”
This Blythe doll is Suri Sustainable posing for “Birds” in Blythe a Day on Flickr. The background is the poster that came with a jigsaw puzzle that I got for Christmas (I haven’t made the puzzle yet, but the poster was great for this picture). The painting she is working on was done by my daughter.
"HRRAAAAAGGHH!!!!!"
BR: "What the---?!"
"OH SHI---"
CI: "AAAGGHH!!"
BR: "Shit, shit! Run!!"
"Wait, I know you!"
"Grraaagghh....."
Calling toddkeith533, Jim Frazier, and Catherine Sienko !
Here's the story behind this shot.
It was about 6:30 last night, we were at home and had the front door open since it wasn't too cool yet. NIccy was in the kitchen and says "Wow, did you hear that bird"? I didn't have my hearing aids in and even with them I probably wouldn't have heard it so I said No, what bird? She says some bird outside so I open the door to have a look.
This fellow was sitting on the road across from the house, not moving at all. I went back in and told her to come have a look, then went back out.
When I went back out this fellow was doing some kind of a wild hop and that's when the pigeon he'd snagged for dinner decided it was time to get the heck out of Dodge and took off. After his dinner had flown the coop he was just sitting there making a kind of loud cheep and looking around, probably wondering where his meal had gotten off to.
I ran back in the house and grabbed the camera, thought I might get a shot. I had my telephoto lens on without my external flash, didn't want to spook him before I got a chance to hit the shutter so I moved in as close as I dared and zoomed. Put it in P Mode, popped the onboard flash up and fired away. This is what I came up with.
Anyhow, the whole reason for posting this is to ask the bird folks what kind of bird this is. I was thinking it might be a Harris Hawk, kind of looked like one of the beautiful shots that Catherine Sienko has posted recently but I'm not a birder so I'm not sure.
I\'m actually kind of glad to see him/her in the neighborhood, maybe he/she will clean out some of the flying rats that my neighbor likes to feed.
"Grraaaaggh...."
"BITCH!!!"
*CCNNCKK*
"AARRGGHH!!!"
Fully loaded toolbox. That had to hurt. Dickweed's left cheek is probably in O'Neil county now. Still, if he's as dangerous as Tim hyped him up to be, I don't wanna get near him, even while he's down. Hm....that AV3800 demo engine just got refurbished. Gotta do a test run some time. Now seems alright. Alright blackbird, don't go learning to fly with those broken wings. I got a lil' something for ya. Just gotta position everything and.....
"....hey asswagon? You a Dead Space fan?"
".....!!!"
"If you are, you might know why I think this is gonna be hilarious!!"
How smart are American crows? Smart enough to use tools, according to Cornell. Smart enough to work together to find food. Smart enough to collectively defend themselves against threats.
The American crow, Corvus Brachyrhynchos, is at once hated and admired. Hated as a nuisance; admired for its intelligence. The phrase, bird brain, doesn't quite carry the same insult when you think about the crow.
Crows are found in Florida year round, as they are in most of the country. There is a population that migrates northward to Canada to breed, but for the most part this bird tends to stay put throughout the year regardless of where it lives.
They are fairly large birds, with a stocky body and neck and stout bill. They can be be as long as 16 inches, with a wingspan that exceeds three feet. They are entirely black, from bill to toe. The tips of their wings spread like fingers in flight and are rounded.
Crows will eat just about anything. Insects, snails, worms, snakes, seeds and berries are on their menu. As are small birds, roadkill and garbage. They mostly forage on the ground but will scavenge in dumps and along roads.
Their normal habitat is farms, fields and open woods, but they are extremely adaptable and can get along just fine in city parks. They gather in huge numbers to roost in the winter — according to Cornell Laboratory of Ornithology, they can be in the hundreds to the millions.
They are loud birds, annoyingly loud, some might say. Their habits have driven some to dynamite their roosts hoping to get rid of them.
They nest high in shrubs and trees, either in a crotch where the trunk splits or at the base where limbs meet the trunk.
I found this one along Joe Overstreet Road in Osceola County, Florida.
(Toxostoma curvirostre) Estero Llano Grande State Park, Tx.
So this is a 7 part set of grainy, grimy grappling intended to recreate the battle of wits that ensued between the bird's brain and the birdbrain....
This psychedelic abstract piece called "Cranial Listener" began as space & then I started to see a crane bird, as well as some brains behind it with a large ear. So I played on those ideas & I think it makes a lot of sense. Seeing how our brain is called Cranial or Cranium. So "Listen up Bird Brain!" and start expanding your Universe! Purchase Prints @ phoenixlove.net/product/cranial-listener
Yesterday was a lot like every other day in the past few weeks, crazy in it’s own special way. It seems as if I have been racing from one place to the other and arriving to my destination just in the nick of time, no matter my departure time. I could attempt to blame traffic, road conditions, weather, construction and the like but the true problem has been that damn camera in the back seat!
Not knowing exactly what time I would be leaving work yesterday, I informed the family of my Hosparus patient that I would be there as close to 4:30 PM as I could for a visit. Knowing that I was taking an unfamiliar rout during rush hour, my drive time to their home was truly a guess-timate so I decided to authorize myself to drive fast. Passing a few lollygaggers along the way, I was making great time and was ahead of schedule along Highway 135 through Washington County. And then from a quarter mile away, I saw it!
Sitting in a long ago deceased tree just off the highway and right next to Lake Salinda was a male Bald eagle preening itself! A split second later I was quickly reducing my speed from its illegal level, steering with my knee and reaching into the back seat to grab my camera bag…my 57-year-old body was much more contorted than it was designed for. I whipped up under it, turned down the radio, rolled down the window and started taking shots. He stopped for just a second, looked deep into my lens and then went about his business, to my amazement, as I was remarkably close. Shooting several shots through my 100-400mm zoom I knew I had some good shots but I also had my 600mm in the back seat so maybe, just maybe I could get some great shots!
Still well under two minutes from my arrival time I found myself pretty much wedged between my seats attempting to reach behind my head and unzip my big boy lens bag. Throwing lens hoods, caps and covers all over the place, I now frantically mounted the lens to my camera body and stuck it out the window of my car. He continued to preen under his wings in the heavy afternoon winds. Suddenly he looked into my lens and was noticeably shaken by the change in glass size. Immediately he started shuffling his feet to prepare for launch. Something inside of his little birdbrain said small lens, or eye as it must look from his vantage point, non-threatening…big eye…very threatening! He leapt into the wind without flapping his wings, twisted sideways and was blown out of sight.
I walked into my patient’s home at 4:26 a blessed man.
See the icons for Tweetie, Birdbrain, Flight Control, Compression.
Those apps are all iPhone apps, and when run on an iPad they run small in the center of the screen with black surrounds (or at an ugly 2x scaled).
On the home screen, these iPhone apps are currently represented much the same as iPad apps, except their 57x57 pixel icons are blown up to be an ugly blurry 72x72 next to the higher res iPad icons.
In this mockup, with the black borders they could keep their sharp 57x57 pixel size, and have the added benefit of being easily recognizable as iPhone apps to the user.
A birdbrain is described in the Oxford Dictionary as a silly or stupid person but these goldfinches must be extremely clever. Within 5 minutes of putting up a seed feeder, on a tree in one of the biggest marinas in Europe, I have 3 regularly feeding. In this pic you can see the tail of the one at the back. The other is waiting his turn on a branch above.
As someone who needs sat nav to find a box of teabags in Asda, I think birds have superior intelligence.
Tomorrow morning, sad person that I am, I'll set up my tripod and camera ready for them to arrive ;-))) I need to capture a glint in their eyes as they're just appearing as black circles on most pictures at the moment.
Up close photo opportunity with the very smart Blue Jay. (Cyanocitta cristata)
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Blue Jays are one of the smartest birds. They are members of the bird family corvid, which includes other jay species such as Steller’s Jays, along with ravens and crows. Scientific research has uncovered fascinating details about the human-like intelligence traits corvids possess.
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As for Blue Jays, there’s still much more to learn and discover, as we don't know the full extent of their intelligence. However, research so far suggests the Blue Jay is no “birdbrain.” Here is one example of things we know about Blue Jays that prove their smarts:
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Blue Jays are tricksters.
Blue Jays can imitate the sounds in their environments, and one thing they mimic is hawk calls. Researchers believe they do this to warn other jays in their family and flock that danger is near. However, Blue Jays don't shy away from using this ability to their advantage. Some backyard birders have caught jays making this sound to scare off songbirds at the feeder so they can get the feeding station to themselves.(Lyricbirdfood.com)
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*SLLSHH*
"GAAGH!!"
"Yeah, I do know you! They told me all about you! You came to wrong neighborhood."
"........."
"En Garde, shitbagel."
The car was mostly fine, except for some minor scrapes and scratches, but the wall was obliterated. My ears were ringing, as I looked up, and saw the Joker standing there, with a couple thugs. That jackass is in charge of all the dumb thugs that fight me all the time. One of his thugs standing with him, who I've beat up a couple times, was Harley Quinn. He also had Superman beside him, in a weird, purple barrel, with some weird green glow around it. I got out of the car, as Batman did the same.
Batman: J-...J-Joker?
Joker: Batsy!!! Long time no see! How's it been? And how in the name of hell did you find this place?
Batman: The kid crashed the car, was just lucky. I'll have a talk with him later. My question for you is what are you doing here? And what are you doing to Superman?!
Joker: Ah, all good questions... For you see, Mr. Luthor has given me the pleasure of obtaining 500 dollars worth of kryptonite for free, which I'm using some of to torture Supes over there, by request of Lex. What a nice man, wouldn't you agree?
Superman: Ugh... Agh!
Joker: Heh heh heh... Well, anyways, I'm using this building in particular because it's incognito... Not the usual flashing lights of bright colours I usually use, just to... Subvert your expectations, I suppose.
Batman: Clever. But this charade is stopping right now, Clown..!
Batman pulled out a batarang, and held it over his head, about to throw it at Joker, but Joker put both of his hands out, blocking himself...
Joker: Wait wait wait, Bats! You're not gonna hurt me just yet, are you? I haven't yet explained my master plan...
Robin: And that is..?
Joker turned over to Harley...
Joker: Harley?
Harley Quinn: Uh huh?
Joker: Can you press the button, please?
Harley Quinn: Sure thing, puddin'!
She pulled out a remote control from her pocket, and pressed a large, red button on it... A ridiculous looking car, with huge, purple wheels rolled into the room.
Joker: Behold! The Joker-Mobile!!! Hah heh ha ha ha!
Robin: ...What is that thing?
Joker: Oh, are you not scarred, birdbrain? Well, I assure you will be soon!!!
He pressed a smaller, green button on the remote, that he quickly stole from Harley. A cannon on the back shot up, shooting what looked like kryptonite down in the barrel Superman was in.
Superman: Aghh!!! Ach... Ugh!!!
Joker: Hah hah ha ha ha!!!
Batman, reaching out his hand: Stop it, now!
He threw his batarang at the cannon on the "Joker-Mobile". It turned to it's side, and began shooting down at me and Batman... The sharp pieces cut through our suits.
Batman: Ach!
Robin: *uff*! Ugh!
Joker turned it off...
Joker: And now, you see the potential of this machine. And now, just remember... It has wheels! It's mobile, Bats! And it fires much more than just kryptonite... It also fires my patented laughing gas! This bad boy is gonna be driven all over Gotham, and there's nothing you can do about it! Heh heh heh heh!!!
~Madam Web
The family is together and they are planning to attack Joker's hideout.
BM: "Alright guys, since Jason knows that we know what he's up to, so be prepared when you see him."
NW: "Got it."
The family jumps on several guards, taking them out. Others want to shoot but the family is too quick and takes them all out.
Rbn: "That went pretty easy."
BG: "Don't say that. You might jinx it."
Rbn: "Sorry."
BM: "Batgirl, get that gate open, we'll cover you."
BG: "Got it."
Barbara picks the lock and it opens pretty easily.
BM: "That was a bit too easy."
NW: "Let's find out if it was intended."
The family enters the compound and they take down the last guards. Nightwing looks at a pile of mud in the corner of the room.
NW: "What the hell?"
BG: "Is that mud?"
NW: "Yeah, a lot of it."
BG: "Yuck."
Batman stands in front of the door. He tries to open it but it seems locked. Then the speakers turn on and a voice can be heard.
Jkr: "Helloooooo Batsy, Birdboy, Birdbrain and Batlame! Welcome to my funhouse 2.0!"
BM: "Joker."
Jkr: "Now you must all think, why is that door locked? Well that's really simple! I just need Batsy to come through! I would like the rest of these fine people to fight with...!
The mud starts to move.
NW: "Eeeh, guys."
Jkr: "The one and only...!"
The mud starts to be in the shape of a arm.
NW: "Guuuuys."
Jkr: "Infamous...!"
The muddy hand starts to reach for Nightwing.
NW: "Guys!"
Jkr: "Clayface!"
The hand grabs Nightwing and tries to drown him with the clay.
BG: "Nightwing!"
Then the door clicks and it can be opened.
Rbn: "Batman, go! Batgirl and I will save Nightwing and take down Clayface! You take down that psycho!"
Batman seems to think a lot about it, but he still opens the door and runs through. Let's end this.
If waxwings could talk, I imagine the conversation went something like this: (on the right) "Hey, I was here first, why don't you just make like the birds and flock-off!"..... (the left one responds)--"Oh ya, you and whose army gonna' make me birdbrain!"
Because mountain ash berries ferment and produce alcohol after the first frost, sometimes the birds get quite drunk. CBC News did an interesting story that went viral recently about Yukon's "drunk tank" for waxwings www.cbc.ca/news/canada/north/drunk-birds-sober-up-in-envi...
Copyright Susan Ogden
Don’t you just wonder how they choose the lead bird for these massive migrations?? How do they know which one has a bit more than a “birdbrain” and can get them all to where they need to go??
Just a little food for thought on this ending to my very long and utterly bizarre day, which culminated this evening with my daughter getting home after having dinner at my place, to find her back door ajar....
did she leave the house immediately and call the police?? No! She ran thru the house like a nut, looking for the pets and flinging open closet doors!!!! ACK! has she learned NOTHING from TV crime shows!!!???
Long story short...after hearing a car alarm going off up the block, she finally decided to file a report with the police.!
Now i need sleep....her sister had me up at 3:30am and until 4:40am with HER crisis....so good night my friends....until tomorrow!
This sparrow has clearly been fooled twice (see the leg band?), so according to the saying, it was its own bird-brained fault for flying into this mist net stretched out by enthusiastic, bird-banding scientists at Prairie Ridge Ecostation. Not sure how long the bird had been caught in the net (came across it while looking for A.B.), but I found the scientists to let them know that their clever nets had duped yet another birdbrain.
And "old" pic of Gabriel I had apparently forgot to post XD... oops. Sometimes I'm surprised by what lies in my folders ^^;;. *birdbrain*
The Birdbrain will be considered as a bad pun in this very situation so don't even start it here guys.
Turn on sound. This junco will attack his reflection in my window for hours! HOURS. Does no good. It's all an illusion. But he'll waste time & energy trying to ward off rivals to his mate.
Rather like the TTT--Trump with his Tariff Tax! Shooting America in the foot! Creating trade rivals that aren't there! Taxing penguins on Herd & McDonald islands for not buying as many US goods as they don't sell to the US! Meanwhile markets are tanking.
As dumb as sh*t.
Get out and protest America! To do nothing is to allow this fascism to take over the country completely. 1930s Germany didn't start with the gas chambers. It started with bold lies, with silencing the media and the people, and forcing their agenda on the country as they destroyed their government. Much like President Musk and King Donald are doing now.
Is this what you want? Years like a junco bashing its own beak and wings against a window? Or building a proper nest to raise another generation to thrive?
Joker gets up on the stage and the Court member removes his cuffs.
Jkr: "Aaah that feels better. Anarky my boy, I got it from this point on out. You and your followers just take the city from that fat midget."
Arky: "You got it, Joker. Let's go boys!"
Anarky and his followers walk of and that leaves us, the Joker and the Court member alone in the room."
NW: "Why Joker? I thought you didn't want to kill him?"
Jkr: " I didn't, birdbrain. This owlguy however wanted nothing else!"
CoO: "Stay on point Joker."
Jkr: "Yes, yes of course!"
The Court member walks away for a second though to ,I suppose, make a phonecall.
NW: "Where are they, Joker?!"
Jkr: "Right under a crazies nose."
NW: "Right under a-... Oh my god..."
Hntrs: "What?"
NW: "They're being kept underneath Arkham. Of course!"
CoO: "Joker, Arkham is under siege by Black Mask's remaining men. Guess they want their boss back."
Jkr: "Hmm. Go, I can handle these guys."
CoO: "You sure?"
Jkr: "I got back-up, remember?"
CoO: "Of course."
And the Court member leaves.
NW: "How were you able to catch them?"
Jkr: "I've caught Robins before, remember?"
NW: "You can't have been able to take them too."
Jkr: "Then I have one question for you:"
He pulls out a knife and he asks his question:
Jkr: "-what good are Talons for anyway?!"
As soon as he says that, 2 Talons jump from the ceiling on the stage.
NW: "I should've known you were part of this third party."
Jkr: "Well don't worry. It's only me, the owls, the anarchistic kid and the witch."
Hntrs: "Witch? What do you mean?"
Jkr: "Who do you think caused that freaking forcefield?"
NW: "You guys hired a magic user."
Jkr: "Well if you call it hired, than yes. The Court persuaded Enchantress in joining us. They promised her that they would give her something to redeem her evil side."
NW: "I have to contact Batwoman."
Jkr: "No need. They've already found her. With the help of a man called John Constantine."
NW: "How do you-?"
Jkr: "Camera's are such a wonderfull invention."
Azrl: "We will take you down, Joker. You, Anarky, the Court and I'm sure Batwoman and Constantine will be able to defeat Enchantress."
Jkr: "If you're so sure of that, then let's play!"
Joker and the Talons charge at us. Huntress shoves me aside, as she states that she wants to take that clown down. I agree and Azrael and I take on the Talons, while Huntress deals with the Joker. Seems like those freeze grenades might come in handy after all.
I found this male bluetit fluttering around inside All Saints' church, Hitcham. I offered him the chance of escape by opening the south porch door. However, like the average Reality TV show contestant, he was something of a birdbrain and kept trying to escape through the window. Hopefully, by now, some kindly parishoner will have released him.
Batman enters the room and he sees Joker just standing there, looking out of the window.
Jkr: "Aha, Batsy. I'm glad that you're here. I know that that loony imposter Red Hood is trying to kill me again. I really think it's the bird I killed. He is, isn't he? Hehe, that only proved my point, that there is no difference between me and everyone else. It doesn't matter if you send me back to the Asylum. Your former partner has been driven mad. All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day. You had a bad day once, am I right? Not the day that I killed birdbrain number two, no. The day you decided to dress up like a bat and fight crime. You had a bad day once and everything changed. You had a bad day, and it drove you as crazy as anyone else... Only you won't admit it! You have to keep pretending that life makes sense, that there is some point to all this struggling! God you make me want to puke. I mean, what is it with you? What made you what you are? Girlfriend killed by the mob, maybe? Brother carved up by some muggers? Something like that, I bet. Something like that... Something like that, happened to me, you know. I'm not exactly sure what it was. Sometimes I remember it one way, sometimes another... If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice! HAHAHA! But my point is, I went crazy! When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was. I went crazy as a coot! I admit it! Why can't you? I mean, you're not unintelligent! You must see the reality of the situation. Do you know how many times we have come close to wolrd war three over a flock of geese on a computer screen? Do you know what triggered the last world war? An argument over how many telegraph poles Germany owned its war debt creditors! Telegraph poles! Hahahahahaha! It's all a joke! Everything anybody ever valued or struggled for... It's all a monstrous demented gag! So why can't you see the funny side? Why aren't you laughing?"
It goes silent for a moment.
BM: "Because I heard this joke before..."
BM: "...and it wasn't funny the first time!"
Batman punches Joker in the face.
Jkr: "Ouch! Wel that wasn't funny! But maybe this is!"
Joker pulls out his long gun and gets ready to shoot Batman.
Jkr: "I'm really gonna laugh about this joke, Batsy! I would've loved it if you could do the same, but, well, you'll be dead. Hahahahaha HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
While Joker is laughing, Batman sees sonething ouside. It's coming right at them! It looks like a person.
BM: "Watch out!"
Joker turns around.
Jkr: "Wha-?"
New character based on a sketchbook doodle.
Try as I might, I just couldn't quit fiddling with this illustration. I kept adding details and making little adjustments, picking at it like a scab. I finally had to force myself to leave it alone and post it already. Hopefully I stopped at the right place.
Drawn in Photoshop on the graphic tablet. The text is hand lettered with the pen tool and not a font.
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Robin looks over the Diamond District where Penguin is supposed to be. He was surprised that Bruce would let him go down there all by himself. Penguin might be reasonable villain, but also a dangerous one. He looks down at several guards who are guarding one of the backdoors, and he decides to sneak in the building through that entrance. He glides down in front of the guards and he unclips his bo-staff.
Rbn: "Hiya fellas!"
The guards point their guns at Robin.
Thug1: "I'll say this once kid, leave while you are still able to."
Rbn: "I'm sorry, but I'm in a hurry and I need to speak to your boss."
Thug2: "Boss ain't here, birdshit."
Rbn: "Did you just call me birdshit? Okay I was going to play nice, but you can forget that now."
Robin throws some batarangs at the weapons of the guards, and they malfunction. There are 4 guards and Robin leaps onto the first one and throws another batarang at the second one. He slams his bo-staff onto the head of the third one, and kicks the fourth one in the face.
Rbn: "There. That wouldn't have happened if you would've just let me in, and would not call me birdshit."
As Robin turns to the door he gets thrown aside. As he looks up, he sees Orca standing over him.
Orca: "Teeny tiny bird. Are you looking for a real fight?"
Rbn: "Ehehm, not particularly, heheh. Listen, if you just let me talk to Penguin, everything will be alright."
Tim tries to slip past Orca, but she grabs him by the throat and lifts him up.
Orca: "Listen birdbrain. If you would've been smart, you would've listened to Loose Lips over there. Now I'll have to pop your head off, for being a bad listener. Kids nowadays."
As Orca squeezes her hands tighter around Tim's neck, a batarang is thrown into Orca's back and it detonates. Orca lets loose of Tim as another batarang is thrown at Orca, which detonates an electric pulse through her body, rendering her unconcious. As Tim gasps back for air, a hand reaches out for him. As he looks up he sees Steph with her bo-staff over her shoulder and holding her hand out. Tim glares at her, but takes her hand anyway. As he gets up he starts to get enough air to say something to her.
Rbn: "Spoiler? *cough* what are you *cough* doing here?"
Splr: "Saving your butt... again."
Rbn: "Didn't you see *cough* I had that totally under control."
Steph pads him on the back and hands him a small bottle of water.
Splr: "Yeah, you totally had that."
Tim finishes the bottle and he looks at Steph.
Rbn: "Okay, okay. Thanks. But you shouldn't be here. It's way too dangerous."
Splr: "Yeah, that's just the reason why I'm here. I'm here to cover you. As you might've seen just now."
Rbn: "What?"
Splr: "Listen. All I'm saying now, is that I'm here to have your back, and to learn from you, and you know, maybe become better friends. Because granted, I did not make the best first impression, and I want to make up for that."
Rbn: "Hmm. Did Batman tell you to come with me?"
Splr: "Well, he did not say no when I asked him."
Rbn: "Did he also give you those gadgets?"
Splr: "Hey, why ask so many questions? We have a Penguin to interrogate."
Tim looks confused at Steph, and she laughs. Tim's eyes widen though as he pulls Steph away, and he gets hit in the shoulder by a dart. They both look up and see two being with claws coming at them.
Splr: "Oh my god! Are you okay?"
Tim pulls the dart out and he takes a batarang.
Rbn: "Yeah, I'm okay."
Splr: "Who are they?"
Rbn: "They are the Kabuki Twins. Assasins and bodyguards for Penguin."
Splr: "You think we can handle them?"
Tim picks up his bo-staff and prepares for battle.
Rbn: "We'll have to."
Wood Stork (Mycteria americana) chicks vie for mom's attention and, more importantly, food. There's only one thing on these birdbrains' minds, and that's when will they be able to stuff their face next.
Palm Beach county, FL
There was six Ospreys perched in the Cypress tree above this Blue Herons head. Four of them eating fish. They would occasionally
drop bits and pieces off the fish. The Blue Heron positioned itself so it could quickly pick them from the water as soon as they were dropped.
Pretty smart for a "Bird Brain."
Along Alligator Alley at Circle B Bar Reserve.
Polk County, Florida.