As I work from home full-time nowadays one of the habits I've gotten in to is to go for a run or surf every day. I figure I should do at least this much exercise since the walk to the bus/train stop has now been replaced with a 5 meter route between my bed and desk.
Today I ran a few lengths of the beach then paused up one end to stretch, as normal. A sea gull perched on a nearby rock starts screeching. I look around and nothing unusual catches my eye so I wonder what its screeching about. It appears to be screeching intently at me. Another sea gull arrives, apparently in response to the noise of the first. I figure I should move away now since I'm annoying it in some unknown way.
It flies after me, screeching away and attempting to "bomb" me. As I keep turning to ensure that I am facing it as it does its dive it swerves to avoid actually hitting me but lets one go on the nearby sand. Sea-gull 0, sand 0, goosmurf 1.
It chases me around for the few minutes it takes me to carefully step out of its "zone". I've never had to fight a sea gull before but I figure if it came to it I'd be a pretty quick study. Anyways, I pondered some more about why it wanted to attack me and recalled an incident crazdewd once shared.
crazdewd, being craz, existed on a diet of 2 bacon & egg McMuffins each day. He would buy two in the morning from Circular Quay Maccas, eat one on the way to work, and keep the other for lunch. One morning a sea gull attacked him during breakfast, causing him to drop his muffin. crazdewd became angrydewd and he lashed out at a nearby flock of gulls, kicking at least one of them.
Putting 2 and 2 together to get 317 I realise now that my adversary today must have been the bird that crazdewd kicked. It confused crazdewd & I since we all look same.