Stupid joy
Some things bring me the stupidest joy. Tonight: an owl hooting in a tree near my place, the first time I have heard one nearby. From the nature of the call and the geographic location it was very likely a male Powerful Owl (Ninox strenua).
Yes I guess this makes me an uber-nerdy bird watcher; or should that be listener?

Owls rock. I give a hoot for owls too.
Now THAT was bad. You should delete this comment.
Not at all, that’s my kind of humour
And if you really like owl puns you should visit Owlcatraz on New Zealand’s North Island.