I was walking from my car to the office this morning and the cacophony from the birds was staggering. The birds filled the trees and lined the buildings. At first I thought about a Hitchcock joke until I realized it sounded like it was raining - from all the bird poop raining down. The ground was glistening from all the fresh poop everywhere. Then it became a significantly less fun game of "I hope I don't get pooped on" dodging between building overhangs and places where there weren't tree branches. I'm not sure I've ever been so thankful to reach my office's entrance.