How many times have I seen the movie “The Birds,” who knows. When it first came out in March 1963, I was 7 going on 8 when my parents took me to see it. I can remember driving home, thinking, yeah, but what really happened in the end? To this day, as was the case this weekend, if I’m playing the part of couch potato, trying to give my back a break, and I’m not reading something, channel surfing thru the boob tube, and “The Birds” happens to pop up, and I haven’t seen it in a while, maybe a year,