When All else fails

I wasn't on deadline. No one was screaming at me over the radio that they were desperate for filler and had to have it now. Of course not, I was just a kid. But I learned that this is what you had to do to get yourself, and your boss, out of a jam. Little kids+Pigeons=Feature, on a slow news day. Ahem. I am not ashamed to say that I have more than one of these.