Day 49 - Let the Wooing Begin

In the absence of a regular paycheck (no offense, unemployment checks, but your daddy - Unca Sam - wouldn't want me to think of you as a long-term relationship), I'm working on getting some freelance jobs.

If someone could kabuki my wooing routine, the performance would probably go something like:

*Chime*
Strut, strut, strut. 
Fan multicolored tail feathers. 
Tip wing in salute.
Strut, strut.
Leap high.
Tilt head.
Crow. 
Peck food. 
*Gong*"

So, maybe it needs some work. All pitches do. It's an evolutionary process.