The Bugaboo Diaries: Belgian roadkill

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

I saw a dead owl on the sidewalk on my way home from the museum the other day. A dead owl.

I've never seen that before.

Photos to come tomorrow!

At 8:31 AM, Anonymous said...: Perhaps you'd like to try and taste your first Belgium owl too? heheh. OK. that's gross. I know. but could be mighty tasty !!!
At 11:48 AM, Anonymous said...: I knew you would come through with some weird dead stuff for me! Mmmmmwah!
At 9:23 PM, Anonymous said...: Back in 'nam when me and the other grunts would find a dead owl? Woo nelly. That was a good day. Ol' cooky could feed an entire platoon on one bird. Ah, memories. Nowadays, you find a dead bird and everyone freaks about avian flu and other such nonsense. I mean, come on. Where's the gratitude? It's free meat. Live owl is really hard to catch. They're smart birds. They always get the cheese from the trap before it snaps.

Oh yeah, in case you're wonderin', owl don't taste like chicken. It tastes like owl. I mean, a chicken eats corn and such, and your owl eats field mice. It's like the difference between cuey that's been fed table scraps and one that's eaten cat chow all it's life. There's a world of difference. Just ask Brad.
At 9:58 PM, Anonymous said...: Aw, man. My 'nam post didn't make the cut? how messed up is that? I was robbed!