In these days of highly specialized media, it seems possible that one day films, tv shows and dvds will be made for each person.  Rather than check out the blockbuster at the local cinema you'll summon the chip in your brain to produce a suspense thriller by your favorite director starring your favorite actor careening through a plot of your whims.  (In my case this would be Clive Owen in a James Ivory film about a band of naked bow hunters.)

Until then I have just the thing; a documentary called Mad City Chickens by filmmakers Tasha Lovington and Robert Lughai.  I wish I could provide a review but I haven't had a chance to see it yet myself.  I just learned of it this week from the good folks over at Celebrate the Season in Bend, Oregon who are sponsoring a screening of the film.  But how can you lose with that title?

If you are interested in seeing it you can order a copy of the DVD through their website.  Or, check out the list of upcoming screenings around the country and trailers on their site.  For that matter, if anyone wants to organize a screening in my living room I would be happy to provide the popcorn.

I have a lot of pent up rage, and sometimes it's expressed as fantasies of chickens with teeth and claws.  But Etsy seller franticmeerkat has done me one better with this greeting card.  It features a chicken with deadly laser beam eyes, and the text "They Never Knew What Hit Them."  Well said meerkat.  Even I would never have expected a chicken with this deadly skill.