I saw a severed bird head on my way to work. It looked like the little head had been ripped or cut from his body. It was horrible and lovely at the same time. While I enjoy picking up things off the ground to make my art pieces, this was something i had to pass up. I thought it would have be an amazing find for David Lynch, though.

How does a bird's head end up on the ground in front of the YMCA?

I know not.

I am a cowgirl princess. I am here to take the madness from all the cows.