Owl Pellet?

I think that this is an owl pellet. I first discovered and photographed it then late last year. I found it sitting on top of the rear spoiler of our Prius. It is still there, although rather weathered by now. I guess that I should really wash the car? If it is an owl pellet then it is puke and not poop. I love these scientific terms! If it is not an owl pellet, then it is likely poop from some other raptor. While we hear owls in the yard, we more routinely see Coopers hawks. You can see feathers and bits of other body parts in the mass. This winter Anne installed one of our two bird feeder’s crooks in the front yard, near the car. While the smorgasbord that we supply is totally vegan, others must be taking a more carnivorous bent.

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag? The Interview, the James Franco and Seth Rogen comedy, the movie that precipitated the alleged North Korean hack of Sony Pictures, appeared on Netflix last weekend and I watched it. Spoiler alert! It wasn’t as bad as I had expected it to be. How’s that for a left-handed complement? In the swirl of confusion and controversy last year, much was made of the fact that this movie portrayed the assassination of Kim Jong Un, a sitting world leader. Leaked Sony emails debated the appropriate amount of fire that should appear on Kim’s face at the moment of his death. In the end there was only one little spot, although his hair was on fire, but I used to that because I work with people who always have their hair on fire.

What I find way more provocative, destabilizing and ultimately damming to the Kim regime is the whole pooh in his pants theme. James Franco’s character, the interviewer, Dave Skylark, first endears himself to Kim and then gets him to open up, inside a buttoned down tank. They bond over the Katy Perry song, Fireworks. Later in the actual interview, a no longer enamored Franco, turns the tables on Kim, his former bro. He foments Kim’s on-air emotional breakdown, precipitating the whole pooh in his pants incident. He had honey-potted Kim.

Interestingly, Katy Perry is slated to be this Sunday’s Super bowl halftime act. Anyone willing to hazard a guess what her final song will be? So, in-between two halves of commentators talking seriously about quarterback’s balls, we’ll get a little fireworks to lighten things up. Is this a great nation, or what?

‘Cause, baby, you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go, “Aah, aah, aah”
As you shoot across the sky-y-y