I was walking with my wife and two friends at Lake Merritt. I made a comment about how much bird poop covered the ground. I wondered out loud that many people must get pooped on. Our Irish friend whom we were walking with responded that people in Ireland believe that being pooped on from birds is lucky. A few minutes later, I sat down at a bench and looked over a notebook which I had brought with me. Maybe a minute passed before bird poop splattered on the notebook. I’m not Irish.
