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Down the Rabbit Hole

I came to school today to pick up some books, preparing for another relaxing Sunday evening of Con Law at the laundromat (complete with the music stylings of Kenny G, of course). Sunday at the law school being much like a mortuary when the morticians go on strike, imagine my surprise when something suddenly came flying at my face out of nowhere.

Literally flying.

Somehow, a tiny bird had gotten into the building and was flying around the east wing, trying to find a way back out into the courtyard. (As an aside: you know you're living in a construction zone when there are enough gaping holes in the building for wildlife to find a way through - I'm hoping next time it's a donkey that I can ride up and down the stairs to the 3rd floor.)

I dunno, maybe I wasn't quite ready to get my Downy-and-Constitutional-Gender-Issues on quite yet, so I approached the little guy. He landed on the floor and started hopping around in the most enticing way... I got even closer, thinking that maybe I could corral him over to one of the doors and set him free.

But he had ideas of his own. He maneuvered deftly around me and starting hopping off toward Zeb. Of course, I followed. He hopped past Zeb, and into the hallway that leads to the CDO office and bookstore. This is too good, I thought. And then he hopped right up to the door of the CDO office, turned around, and plaintively cocked his head at me. Is the term "CDO office" redundant? Perhaps. But I swear that bird looked like he expected to be let in.

Mad hatters came to mind (for many reasons) and I quickly backed off. But as I hefted my books back to the car, I couldn't help thinking about the advice that little bird might get if he finds a way in: "When you're asked about your hobbies, poop once for golf. Twice for writing fan-fiction SCOTUS opinions. Screech loudly, as though you're about to be eaten, for falconry or if they ask you what your plans are for the next 10 years..."

Alas, I will never know. I chickened out. Or should I say sparrowed-out? Anything is possible the week WOA briefs are due.

Full post as published by Nuts & Boalts on March 15, 2010 (boomark / email).