May 31, 2004

Ok, I don’t know what the hell this is:



but there are half a dozen of them outside my window, and I don’t like it, not one bit. They don’t speak, don’t blink; they just stand there and stare. Worse, I don’t even think they’re edible.

What good is an inedible bird???
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