Made me think of a very sexy old boyfriend who use to take me to the Pleasanton, California, Denny's. We may have even gone here on his or my 40th birthday. Anyway, there were birds in the rafters of that restaurant who thought my hair was the ideal material for nest building. When I walked from his car to the restaurant, the birds would swoop down on my head and try and pluck blond hairs to steal. Very Tippy Hendren.