PARAKEETS NAMED MURRAY. RIP.

I FOUND A BIRD ON THE GROUND AND HE BELONGED TO ME.

in 2005 david and i found a yellow parakeet on the ground in detroit. he was dehydrated and terribly out of place so we took him home and tried to make him well. it worked for a day or so but he quit eating and drinking and seemed very sad. at a loss i thought of playing some parakeet calls on the computer and he was so excited i knew he needed a friend. along came a blue and white budgie which looked like a cloud and was named murray. the little yellow fellow was named robes pierre, after the french revolutionary scoundrel whom i had recently watched a documentary on. robes for short. when i moved to boston five years ago a friend happily adopted our birds. i have always been very grateful for this.

i learned today that murray passed away. it makes me very sad, i recall him flying around our detroit apartment chirping and lovely. robes is still here and he is going to mourn this loss but i hope eventually a new friend will help him through. i miss detroit. fate.

murray is left. rip. robes is yellow.

if you found an animal on the ground would you change your life to care for it? 

BALLOON WHISPERER.

i love balloons and i love finding them randomly. im not sure if i find them or they find me but here are a few.

the charles.

backbay.

north end.

balloons are mine forever.

SHIT I FIND.

so for some reason i have been blessed with the gift of being able to find weird things on the ground. i dont mean bugs and garbage but random items that people (or wizards or witches) leave behind on the street for what ever reason. a good example would be this note i found today-

i wonder what 'it' was.

or this one time i found a smattering of clothing which included black pants, a cheap black button down (mens) a wine key, and some ladies underpants and a bra. it seriously looked like a cross dressing waiter disappeared into thin air. i suspect this skill has been bestowed upon me not because i am the chosen one of the trash can gods but because i am outside a lot. i run almost every day and i walk everywhere. i am also fairly observant and enjoy taking photos assuming that anyone gives a shit about the crap i spy laying around in boston. good times!
here is a smattering of some interesting finds.

if its not broke dont fix it.

such a waste of yumminess. or is it???

straw.

babies.

fuck that mandolin.

see you next time.

i wish i would have taken that sweat shirt.

bunny friend.

my favorite thing ive found recently. 

christmas decorations.

not a nap. rip.

one point.

every time a bell rings a fairy disappears into thin air.

omens.

fat.