Flamingos

Wonder Woman took the kids to the local zoo today, where they saw these flamingos. Notice the egg. Pretty cool.

Of course, if you’ve ever seen a flamingo exhibit at a zoo, you know it a.) looks like a vile mess, and b.) smells like an even-more-vile mess.

BUT!

Did you know that it apparently isn’t because the zookeepers crowd them into too small a space? This according to Wonder Woman, who said that the zoo has posted at the flamingo exhibit a sign explaining that it wouldn’t matter how large the habitat was; this group of flamingos would still bunch up like they do, and still make the concentrated mess that they do. It’s a flamingo thing.

The sign also explained that flamingos don’t have a sense of smell … which is why they don’t mind jamming themselves into a condensed area filled with flamingo excrement.

On a related note: in “Scarface,” there’s a scene where Tony Montana is sitting in a jacuzzi watching a television on which is displayed a flock of flying flamingos.

“Manny, Manny! Look at the pelican fly! C’mooonnnn, pelican!” says Pacino in his best Cuban accent. Always got a kick out of that. Probably won’t have a more apropos time than right now to share a flamingo-related story. Making the most of the moment. Thanks for humoring me.

(Even more tangentially: Scarface was the first Pacino movie I ever saw, back when I was around 13, I’m guessing … and I thought that was how he really talked.)

So, yeah: pelicans flamingos. Enjoy.