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May 16, 2005


WARNING:  As web logs go, this one is skinny on emotionally rigorous subjects, so it's less of a log and more of a branch, or even a twig. 

Webtwigging requires less commitment than weblogging.  You don't have to be brimming with vitriol to be a webtwigger.  You just need a new point of view.  Or even a used point of view. 

My point, if I have one, is that there's little hope for drama in DIY reportage.  Unless things go badly wrong.   

More on this later when I file my story on how the starlings got in and pooed all over my writing studio.


Freddie J. Ferrara

Bat, starlings, looks like winged animals love you. Is there a message here. Time to build bat house?



Oh, my.

I hope they didn't get on your writings as well.


Definitely time to build the bat house, Freddie. And no, the starlings didn't slime my writings although that would have been considered significant feedback from the gods. Instead the starlings decorated all the windows with their graffiti-ish leavings. You can't blame them. There's got to be something satisfying about taking an aerial poo AND hitting a vertical target.

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