Greenpoint Stadium; Digital IllustrationThe third (and my favorite) work on the new series.
I haven't seen any crows lately, but I ran into a cow, a mad cow. Not one of those mad cows they sell you at the butchers, an actual real life one. I ran into her on the street as she came out of a hidden entrance to her church... with my bicycle.
In retrospect that might have been why she was mad. She called me ugly names(I thought it quite inappropriate, her being a church woman and all... ), I responded with some mud myself, she retorted with something about kicking my scrawny ass and I told her that if she stopped eating everything she laid eyes on, we might be able to fit two bicycles, three pedestrians and a guy in a wheelchair on the same sidewalk. I then proceeded to inform her of the fact that she is probably causing significant damage to the tar surface because of being overweight, and she just happen to stand on a broken and cracked part that fit quite nice with my story and made her so mad she could only stutter like a fish on dry land. I'm not entirely sure who won the linguistic duel, but I know I ended it.
... I might need to take another route to work now in the mornings.
