It's a bird! It's a plane! No, really, it's a bird.

Monday Sketcharoo! 2Red Breasted Flycatcher

Honestly, what kind of city is home to citizens who just stop in the middle of the street and shout excitedly that they see an object in the sky that may be a bird or a plane? I'll tell you what city: Metropolis, same place wear a guy can have a pair of glasses on one minute, then take them off and not be recognized by his closest friends. I think the drinking water there had something in it that caused 0.000000001% of the public to gain superhuman strength, and the other 99.9999999999% to become stupendous morons.

Thus concludes my rant against Superman. Always hated that comic.

I apologize to all my Twitter followers who have already seen this Red-Breasted Flycatcher in its first winter plumage, but I've been hard at work on something BIG that'll burst its seams tomorrow and didn't have time to get something new out. But come back tomorrow for another installment of Drewsday and an announcement that will change your life... FOREVER.