I love Spring. I love birds. I do not love the bird who sings at top volume in the tree outside my office window. He is Hell personified. He is, in fact, the King of Hell.

Perhaps I’ve been thinking too much about Supernatural lately as I work on my presentation for the Pop Culture Association conference. No, definitely not.

This bird is a lunatic.

He must have a tiny avian PA up in that tree – no bird can be that loud. He shall henceforth be known as Crowley.

I’ll record him for your enjoyment some day soon….

[edited to correct the Supernatural wiki link]