It's that time, and everyone and their mother has chicks in their living room. Wait, maybe that's just here in Davis.
Regardless, I'm surrounded by people with chickens and I WANT SOME. But that's not in the cards right now, so I have to live vicariously through others and their stability which allows them to have a chicken coop in their backyard.
In college, my friend Emilie and I actually did have chickens. It was hilarious and amazing, and we had to give them to my aunt when they got too big. She has a farm in PA, so they were able to roam free, and annoy the crap out of her duck. We didn't quite know what we were doing, so we bought meat chickens, which was a mistake. They are huge.
This is Speedboat. Or is it Willis?