So earlier today I saw a crow-like bird flying by the window. It appeared to be clasping something within it's razor sharp, flesh-ripping, super sonic, pan-handling talons, but I couldn't quite make out what the object was. It appeared to be a glove or some sort of winter-ish accessory. It was quite a unique thing to witness... sadly, it still wasn't enough for me. I would like to have also witnessed the random person now running around with one really cold hand. Maybe someday...maybe.