I saw Frida (in the picture above, proudly perched upon the signage at JFK) for the first time in a long time yesterday. Diego was off doing his thing, I guess. Frida was sitting there faithfully, pooping on passers-by whenever she got a chance, the little she-devil. The bench nearby was well-pooped upon, I can tell you that.

And the windows that look outbound look like Jackson Pollock spatter paintings, they’ve been so lovingly and artfully shat upon by the talented pigeons of Dot. In fact, here is an *actual* view through one of the windows that looks hauntingly like Pollock’s Lavender Mist:

They are working on a Mondrian in a window looking West, but it’s only about halfway done. Mondrian poses special challenges for pigeons. But it’s coming along.

Hopefully, the pieces of pigeon sticking out willy-nilly from vents above the tracks (in the picture below) are not remnants of Diego:

I have a feeling that without Diego, the Mondrian will never be completed. And although we know he’s a dirty bird in some respects, without his artistic vision, the JFK/UMass T station would not be the hallowed monument to pigeon poop that it is today.

Speaking of dirty birds, did anyone see the bird-flu “scenario” on Dateline, or whatever that evening news show where they do the “Perverted Justice” thing is? Here it is: “OUTBREAK! COULD IT HAPPEN HERE?” The answer is, “yes, if that frizzy-haired blonde passenger zero chick isn’t apprehended and locked away for good!” Personally, I don’t think they made it scary enough. They were acting like it was scary, but it wasn’t. Especially when it was up against Bride of Chucky over on the WB.

They gave the same tired advice they always give about a possible pandemic: keep lots of bottled water and canned food at home. Actually, one of the “experts” they had on said, “not a lot, just enough for six to eight weeks.” Who are these people and how big is their pantry? And what would your roommates say if you, like, came home one day with eight weeks’ worth of canned goods and bottled water? They’d be looking for the shotguns and ammo under your bed, thinking you’d gone all survivalist on ‘em.

Besides, the idea that anyone’s really got the extra cash around to spend on two months of canned goods when there are itunes and games for your xbox and marijuana and crystal to buy is lunacy. What are these people on? Why not just wait until it happens and then loot the supermarkets like everyone else?