crapped on by a bird, again
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2012.07.28
This makes the eleventh time I've been crapped on by a bird.
twenty-seven years and one million words
This makes the eleventh time I've been crapped on by a bird.
No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.
—Heraclitus