It's kind of funny calling it "Pigeon". The colors and the yelling headlines of the signs kind of over power the loan little grey bird. I like it, though. (I had a pigeon named Frank once, who turned out to be a grrl brrd.)
If I didn't call it Pigeon I don't think anyone would see the bird. That happened in class last night, before people knew the title.
In Minneapolis I had a cat I wanted to name Elvis Costello, but my roommate wouldn't let me, beccause it was a female cat and Elvis is a boy's name. He was a poopoo head.
Also, I love "There is no wrong way to play this." Yeah! It's a Guide To Life, I tell ya.
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Date: 2005-11-02 03:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-11-02 08:10 pm (UTC)In Minneapolis I had a cat I wanted to name Elvis Costello, but my roommate wouldn't let me, beccause it was a female cat and Elvis is a boy's name. He was a poopoo head.
Also, I love "There is no wrong way to play this." Yeah! It's a Guide To Life, I tell ya.