I just pulled this out of my shoe.
How could it have gotten there?
One answer: Voodoo.
First the fish head on my back porch, then the dead pigeon in a box in my office, now this.
KEEP OFF ME, VOODOOERS!
UPDATE: My friend Andrew DeWitt says it means I am ready to begin a shamanistic journey. I like that! And, he is right--I am ready!
