When my head stops hurting and my true love stops coughing up a lung and alternating cough drops with antacids, I shall be back to blog some more. Meanwhile, it comforts me to know I have someone keeping a close watch on all the lithographed birds in the house. Can't have them flying in and out. Wouldn't do at all.
Two-dimensional bird droppings draw blood if they hit you the wrong way, you know.