7.11.2011

Signs and Portents

My morning my commute began with the discovery of a huge bird poop splatter dead center on the driver's side window, surrounded by ravenous ants.

Nearing town a tall column of buzzards hung over a field by the prison, feast unseen.

And just now the UPS guy delivered a 22lb box of ammo addressed to my tai-chi loving pacifist boss.




I'm hoping a pleasant lunch on a sunny downtown patio will shift the day onto a less ominously dire track.

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