BiiiiiirdMAN!

The other week, I was out to dinner with Sweetums and his aunt, a formidable old lady with a no-nonsense attitude and a great sense of humor. I looked out the window at one point and couldn't help but stare as a figure in a bird mask, complete with raptorial beak and covering his whole head, and colorful cape strode by the restaurant. I stopped mid-sentence in conversation with Sweetums' aunt and had to take a moment to find my place again.

A few days later, Walrus was coming home from somewhere, and he came up to me chortling and bemused. "I just saw a man in a bird mask," he told me.

Evidently, Birdman lives around here, somewhere.