What the Flock?

Yeah, I should be blogging about my life the last couple of weeks, but before I can get to any of that, I gotta talk about a dream I had last night, er, well, this morning. It's real sketchy so I'll only share the main points which are: I walked around town with a pet chicken coddled in my arms. Once I got to this very large, museum-like building, I found a bluejay with its beak stuck into a stone column. The bird was still staged for flight, meaning it didn't get smashed. It looked stuffed... uh, with its beak stuffed into the stone. After looking at it off and on for what seemed like 30 minutes, its eyes slowly blinked. I did nothing but felt sadness. I loved my chicken though.