the end is near
February 7, 2011
Saturday me n Ian and Ian’s uncles, Rick n Daniel, went to Snowbird. It was a dark and stormy morning, and at the ticket window, I saw this sign for the very first time:
Yikes. So we went home.
No, no we didn’t. Seriously? A BLACK day? Are they using Tom Ridge’s color coded terror alert system?
Regardless of the heightened alert levels, we had a great morning. Lots of soft snow. Which leads me to believe that the ominous “Black Day” sign did NOT in fact, refer to snow or weather conditions, but rather, referred instead to a brief re-enactment of Hitchcock’s “The Birds” which took place on the drive home.
So we’re driving north (of course, I mean south–the lesson, yada yada yada) on 1300 East, almost to the bridge before Highland Drive. I’m about to tell a particularly amusing anecdote (as is my wont), when Ian yells (literally) “Woah!”
A largish flock of birds of undetermined species came left to right across the road, and as one, like a giant flock of miniature Blue Angels, they dive bombed our car. Literally. They dove and they bombed.
As in, one second they are coming at us. And the next second, the front half of the car is completely covered in bird @#!*% . Like Rick said, it was like a hate crime. (At least, we hated it.)
I’ve never seen anything like it. I once read a book, as a teenager, about a planet that was hostile to humans, and every species of plant and animal on the planet quickly evolved to attack and destroy humans.
I’m telling you, this might be the beginning of the end. As in, THE END IS NEAR!
I had the presence of mind to stop and get the car washed. Alas, I did NOT have the presence of mind to take a picture of the carnage.
So I’ve re-created it for you here. It’s almost the same.