Bird on ceiling fan. (Yes, I need to dust my ceiling fan.)
Which is why, after I caught the bird with my hands for the second time, we just released it on the roof, to fly free. (Initially I had thought it was dead, or at least hurt, and figured we'd need to nurse it back to health. Apparently it really was just stunned.)
Here's the movie of the event: The Bird (13 megs). Not exactly Alfred Hitchcock, but y'know, I bet that fatty never caught a bird with his bare hands and a plastic shopping bag.