Private dancer

As I may have mentioned before, in my after-school special on “playing safe,” there are people other than us who read our blog. Why? I have no clue. Perhaps they are also birds. Perhaps they are underemployed. Perhaps they’re a little bit crazy. Either way, there is definitely a significant non-bird viewship. To point:

Look at that spike on the 8th! Who the heck were all those people? The wild and mysterious citizens of the interwebs. What did they come to the Bag of Birds looking for? Well, I think this speaks for itself:

That’s right: Labia. Possibly freaky labia. Just the kind of people we want lurking around, peering through our (beef) curtains.

So welcome, non-bird friends. Hopefully you will find the labia you seek, or simply a random way to while away your (possibly) crazy days.

Playing safe

C’caw!
I’m so verbose this afternoon I can barely stand it.

I was just having a (real) MSN convo with the Blackbird about blogging safety, and the following this occurred to us that might be helpful to pass along.

In our posts, we should avoid mentioning:

• Our names
• Places we work
• Other personal identifying things that could come back to bite us in the ass

I don’t want to make this less fun, but in this modern day and age you never know who’s reading/watching. For example: On February 8th our blog had 71 hits. Who were the 68 other people who read it? Who knows!

Concerned with your health and wellbeing, as always.

Lesbians love the birds!

Apparently taken from the “Hollywood Issue” of Vanity Fair, this classic Hitchcock-inspired photo speaks for itself:

As seen on my favourite (not celebrity trash) blog: SLOG.
I love you, Dan Savage.