Was it me or the pigeon I ask my self the following week. I keep replaying the moment in my mind. A pigeon, which is a bird, which is a animal, and animals don’t talk, right? Then it must have been me. What freaks me out is that I was high and a pigeon asked me for a light, that’s just straight out of a movie, a bad movie. Maybe it wasn’t me, maybe it was the pigeon, maybe the government made a se...