May 26th, 2007


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Going out to Huntington Gardens today with my agent--hoping to see one of the feral breeding populartion of  Yellow-Chevroned Parakeets. That'd be a really cool lifer!  (Not as cool as seeing them in their actual native habitat would be, but once they're an established population, they count.)

Saw a cool bird called a Phainopepla yesterday, or rather, four of them. I've never even heard of 'em before (and don't ask me to pronounce the name.) They look sort of like a large titmouse, the same thin crest, but the males are jet black and both sexes have blood-red eyes. They look a little crazed. When they fly, these immense white wing patches are suddenly visible, so they're very flashy in the air.  Apparently they live primarily on mistletoe berries. (They belong to a family called the "Silky Flycatchers," which is just a cool name.)

I really like this bird for some reason. Maybe it's the crazy eyes.

*cough* Having exceeded bandwidth for some innocent sites, let me just suggest you google the little buggers.

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Huntington Gardens was awesome!

Leaving aside that they're amazingly gorgeous gardens, the birds were cool! I didn't see the parakeets, but I saw something equally cool--a Red Whiskered Bulbul. They're an import from Asia that's established a breeding population in a very few places in Southern CA, one of which is Huntington. (They're a neat bird, sort of like a blue jay wearing harlequin paint.) This is actually the first bird that I got to ID that was so local that it didn't have the little "range" map in the Sibley guide.  (Sibley guides contain a little map of the US, with colors marking the distribution of birds. Some birds, however, have no range map--birds that get blow over occasionally from Siberia, for example, or feral parakeets that only live in Miami, or whatever. My first obscure bird! I am proud.)

Okay, I'm pretty sure we can't exceed Wikipedia's bandwidth...

Also saw a lot of black pheobes, what I think was a Nutall's woodpecker, (like a downy woodpecker with a busier back--held itself different from a downy, but don't ask me to articulate how...*grin*) and more hummingbirds of all descriptions than you could shake a stick at.

I am sunburnt and have a blister the size of a fifty cent piece, but I regret nothing!

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Oh, one thing I forgot to mention from drag-queen bingo t'other night (and which must be memorialized!)

The bathrooms.

The lady's room had a disco ball in it, and they were playing ABBA's "Dancing Queen" on infinite loop.

I wanted to stand on the toilet, applaud, and yell "Now THIS is what a drag queen bingo hall bathroom should be like!"

God help me...

I succumb at last to my agent's suggestions. It's all about marketing, she says. It's all about networking, she says. Oh, come on, she says.

And she's right, of course. When my basic business model is tied to people knowing I exist, I can't not do it. It's time. I dragged my feet on LJ for years, and look how great that's worked out!

So I did it.


I'm on myspace.

I feel dirty.