earlier i reported on the bizarre dribbling basketball sounds occuring outside my window 24 hours a day. they seem to have floated off with the winter weather...and so have the
racoons, but there is no lack of sounds here. for starters, there is an elegant whooping pigeon outside my window. luckily, he or she is pretty mellow and soothing, so i kind of dig having a whooping pigeon pet. however, today it sounds like there is a herd of clydsdales outside my apartment. maybe they are harnessed up to the bud light float and there is going to be a parade on my street. well, i can pretend at least. i love the bizarre sounds, because i can't figure out what in the world they are!