there's this little old lady feeding the pigeons at our block. she says all her friends have passed away, and that the birds are now her only daily care. i've seen her early in the morning, before six a.m., throwing bread crumbs to the birds. i'm not particularly fond of pigeons. i mean, i don't mind if a few of them hang around, but when i'm looking at hundreds of them, it's a totally different matter...

listening to while posting: dev/null - realultimatepower. makes yer head spin.