crapped on in June
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2019.06.05
For the 19th time in my life, I've been crapped on by a bird. This time it happened while I was riding home from work.
can you feel the luck?
How do I know it's been 19 times? I started counting. The whole history is here.
Three reasons to be thankful:
- Dogs don't fly
- It missed my face
- There is still bird life