Thursday, March 27, 2008

sing a song of sixpence

I didn't post yesterday, despite my blog-a-day resolution, primarily due to the fact that I've come down with a post-Freshwind cold.

I set my radio alarm to CBC Radio 2 in an attempt to start my day with brain stimulating classical music. It generally works. Unless there is an operatic special. Opera at 7:00 a.m. mostly stimulates anger.

Today, the morning news informed me that birds now sing 20% louder in order to attract a mate over the din of traffic our cities produce. Songbirds now reach decibel levels so high that prolonged exposure to them can cause hearing loss, over time.

For some reason I haven't been able to remove this thought from my head all day. If birds are forced to compensate for modernity's intrusivness, how much more are humans being forced to adapt their lifestyles to catch a mate? How do we even have time for romance in our frenetic world?

I guess we just try 20% harder.


Andrew G said...

we have to work on the opera...

yeah, at times, I've felt like I've had to try 60 or 70% harder to win your heart... it's been tiring but definitely worth it tho

Sarah-Aubrey said...

La, I've appreciated every percent. :)