a great day

we've come full circle once again to the best dasy of the year. although founded on much less noble principles than many of the other holidays turkey day is my favorite. good food, good family, good night. its on this day that i stop to think back to birds that have impacted my life.

tweety - my pet dove growing up, sadly he was suicidal and hobbled over (he had a broken wing...perhaps why he was suicidal) to the neighbors cats water bowl and drowned himself. maybe the pigeons convinced him to do it. i dont know. but cheers to you tweety.

the chickens at the farm in new mexico - here are a few pictures of them


the cockfighters - apparently there was a discrepency over whom was head cheese in the coop so there was a little duking out to reaffirm things. the farm can be a savage and brutal land, its not all omelettes and fresh carrots. i stole all the eggs while they were engaged.


matthew the clubfoot chicken - their seems to be a theme of gimpy birds hobbling through this entry. anyways they are more of a spectacle than the normal birds... we had to get him back in his pen thingy; much like trying to get retarded kids on the schoolbus (luckily thanksgiving falls outside of the days where political correctness is needed, either way the politicians are rarely correct so why should i have to do their job for them)

we come to the noblest bird of them all, Bill, the mighty and all knowing print god.
controlling lives from above this fantastic fowl is the bearer of good art or the bringer of bad luck depending on your devotion. i remain a most faithful servant. To bill may all your hens have their hindfeathers plucked.

on that note i leave you all to your thanksgiving festivities. maybe take a moment and think about the birds that you are thankful for.