Birdbrains by Thom Bluemel for February 01, 2012

Nice color today.

You’ve said a mouthfull of them, though.

seems like the early bird caught the bookworm

and swore it off forevermore

I had a Midsummer Night’s Dream about that once.

Quoth the raven…

…so he went to live on an Animal Farm.

Cute faces in the Wino’s knees.

I think Jim, the crow, is off his beam.

If he’d had any sense & sensibility, he would have turned himself in before it was oliver the news. Now his tail is wanted in two cities.

Nice. Very nice.

So this one flew over the cuckoo’s nest, after passing the electric koolaid acid test, and began to howl “Is this the last exit to Brooklyn?!?” . . . . ☻

D Frog, that was the best of lines, that was the worst of lines…Dots of faces on the wall. And a lack of dots silhouette that looks somewhat Hitchcockian above the bird, which considering the well-known works in his oeuvre would be a good place for one.

And then he flew to N.Y.C. and saw A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.

I was wandering through “Wuthering Heights” when “Heathcliffe” chased me over to “Jane Eayr,” but even she didn’t teach me the Classics, so I asked the Bronte sisters what to do and they told me to speak to “Emma”. She sent me to Alfred Hitchcock who said, “Who’s that knocking at my door?”

That’s when I turned to spirits.

Actually I went to Edgar Allan Poe, who said, “Who’s that knocking at my door?” Hitchcock just said that I was for the “Birds”. You see why I drink!