[over the mountain]

a bird pooped on my hand as i was walking down the street wednesday. it was slightly raining so I thought "man that was a hard rain drop". a second later i thought "man thats a warm rain drop". look down, bird poop on my hand.

i debated whether I should just drive to royal farms and wipe it off with a napkin as I get my morning coffee. I decided to just turn around and walk the 20 steps or so back to my house and wash it off properly.