Fuckin' bird

I was driving back from a stalker/reporter duty yesterday afternoon. Attempting to track down a story by driving by the house of this local kid who fell down a mineshaft in Mexico. Very sad. I knocked on a couple of his neighbors' doors and asked them questions. They didn't know anything and one told me to get "off his lawn." Later I found his MySpace page, which according to my editor is a reliable source.


Thats just indicative of the dangers of Mexican mineshafts. Be forewarned.

Anyway, I was cruising back to to the office when something flew in my driver side window, bounced off the rear windshield and hit me in the back of the head. I look down and there is a fucking bird. Dead. My first thought was "OMG I am surrounded by death." First this kid in Mexico, then a goddamn bird. I better watch my back.

Just like this pigeon, who made the mistake of thinking a nearby pelican was its avian friend. It's just a bird eat bird world I guess.