Falling dead from the sky. It's either biological weapons or the apocalypse, I read. Or just lots of coincidences, or something else.
Here's a really weird coincidence: I was reading Gabriel Garcia Marquez' short stories the other night, in particular one of them, "One Day After Saturday," probably just around the correct time:
"The birds!" she exclaimed.I'm sad about the birds.
"The birds,: the Mayor concurred. "It's strange you haven't noticed, since we've had this problem with the birds breaking windows and dying inside the houses for three days."