I RAN OVER A PIGEON TODAY.

they're everywhere and they're not very smart. i was riding my bike and normally the pigeons wobble away from you or, gasp, fly away from you, but not this one. oh, no, of course not. he ran at me, launched himself into the air, went promptly under my wheel and then flew off, apparently unharmed.

scared the crap outta me. i have burned in my head this sensation of white wings and a bump. anyway, this photo has nothing to do with the pigeon. i took this in the market the other day. apparently there were 184 miljon (million) of something to be celebrated. any guesses?

suicidal attack pigeons are my bet.

update: those numbers are actually 18,4 (18.4) million and it's the lottery jackpot.