Today, I had my own bird story, but it was very short. Turns out when you lower the blinds until the remaining slit is only a few inches, and then you let it down for about a day and a half, that's plenty of time for birds to build two nests in there. The story's ending is boring though as I just moved the empty nests.
Oooh. Of course. Well, ten thousand jars of mayonnaise exploding around you and the sound of a parade float's dying motors as it sinks into a vat of orange juice ... those memories are easy to confuse.