Tuesday, May 03, 2005


This morning, I saw a raven munching on a roadkilled pigeon in the middle of the street, in some danger of getting its black ass run over, itself.

Not so long ago, I saw a pigeon, also in the street, eating a discarded piece of fried chicken.

That was the freakiest thing I've seen since my friend's cannibalistic pet hot dog-eating chicken.

I just don't know what to think about all this.

Next time I walk under a ladder, trip, and break the mirror in my compact, then see a pregnant black cat with a fiddle playing "The Cotton-Eyed Joe" and dancing The Mexican Hat Dance while pooping on my grave, I am just going to have to laugh.


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