I'm dedicating this entry to my bored at work readers (Hi Jade! Frantic hand waving!) This entry should clear up Michele's latest entry for those of you who were confused.

So lately on our way home from the confines of lovely UC Berkeley, Michele and I have seen Turkeys, (yes Turkeys) standing in the middle of the road right as we are about to merge onto 680 after decending from the Berkeley Hills. So normally they are just sitting to the side of the road and we both scream "Turkeys!", giggle, perhaps contemplate what the hell they are doing there and then continue on our merry way.

Yesterday however was a rare treat. As we are coming down the hill Michele and I were both wondering where the Turkeys were, as we hadn't seen them in a couple of days, and low and behold all of a sudden two cars in front of us there was a sudden stop. The Turkeys were trying to cross the street. Why I don't know as across the street there is only a chain link fence and dirt and not the nice green hills they are used to playing on. So while this car is trying to get passed them to get on the freeway, the Turkeys are just wandering around in the middle of the road Michele and I are happily screaming "TURKEYS! TURKEYS!" and wondering why these people aren't beeping their horns at them.

The antics of the Turkey with the car directly in front of us was even funnier as they also didn't beep their horn and kept moving like an inch and then breaking as all the Turkeys were wandering too and fro in the middle of the lane with no clear direction. One in fact ran over to the car as if it wanted to check it out or hop in. (Turkeys are not very bright). Keep in mind that now there are at least 10 cars behind us probably wondering what the hell is going on, one of them being Bob, Kristen's dad. Then it was our turn and I immediately beeped my horn and the Turkeys knowing authority when they hear it all moved to the green side of the hill double time. As I start to drive past, Michele quickly rolls down her window and screams, "Turkeys" directly at the Turkeys as we drive by. I couldn't stop laughing and almost crashed from not being able to see the road with the tears in my eyes. I am in fact giggling about it right now with the mere thought of it all.

I still wonder if Bob gets as much enjoyment out of these Turkeys as we do. I hope so, because no one should pass up the chance to scream, "Turkeys!" when given the opportunity. I also wonder what these Turkeys do the rest of the day. Do they have other places to hang out? Why are they almost always there on our way home? Does someone take care of them? How did they get there? Is there a whole community of wild Turkeys in the Berkeley Hills? So many questions and no answers.

And for my avid conspiracy theory readers a conspiracy can be read into the strange appearance of these Turkeys. I mean it must be a consipiracy that the Turkeys are randomly there. Someone is trying to make competent drivers try and crash by distracting them with Turkeys, or someone is watching from the bushes tapping these antics for Funniest Home Videos. Or it could be a cover up for an even bigger conspiracy that my tiny brain cannot contemplate beacuase all I can think about is "Turkeys!" All I'm saying is watch out, those Turkeys are confused and dangerous (they are not bright like those squirrels though, they're just diabolical) but remember the way to foil the Turkeys is a good blast of the horn. Remeber that, blast of the horn. I'm still working on a way to foil the squirrels.