Zorro's going to the avian vet.
More eggs. And probably one more tonight.
We're taking her to the vet tomorrow.
We're taking her to the vet tomorrow.
Playwright, actor, storyteller, sketch/stand-up/improv comedian, musician, bird lover, friend alienator, unqualified political analyst. No money has been made. No success has been had. I still drive a trolley and give tours of Chicago. I live with my wife and five birds. My family said they don't trust you, whoever you are. My wife warns me not to talk to you. The critics won't even come see you to write a review. I'm sorry you are reading my blog. I'm really very sorry.
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