I have so many pressing and important things to tell you that I don't even know where to begin. Should I talk about the crow and the snake, or Melanie and Totie Fields? If you are my Facebook friend, you already heard about the crow and the snake.
Okay, I will start with that, and I know I totally sound like Aesop right now.
Every day at 10 and 3, I walk with two men and one woman at work. At our three o'clock walk, there was all this hullabaloo over by the railroad tracks, and we said, What's up with the crows and their hullabalooing?
Right then a crow flew right over our heads–I am talking 10 feet over us– with a BIG SNAKE IN ITS FEET.
You guys. The other woman just went, "Hunh. Would you look at that." Okay, WHY do people have to act so calm? You'd have thought I'd swallowed a bee, with the arm flapping and the screeching and the galumphing and convulsions I had for the rest of our walk. Oh, mother of pearl, it was hideous seeing that snake a-dangling like that.
So, on the way home from work I called my father to tell him the story, and when I got home he called me again to say he discussed it with his girlfriend and they both think it has to have some sort of meaning. "I mean, it's not something you see every day," my father said. "I've never seen anything like that in my life, and I've been around a long time."
I should have pointed out to my father the part where he hates taking walks, and that every walk we've ever taken he has claimed that he's about to cough up blood. So of COURSE he's never seen a crow fly over with a snake in its bird feet. He's probably never seen a CROW.
So what do you think it means? Is anyone hip to any Native American symbolism or anything?
In another completely unrelated topic–I think. Maybe it is related and I just don't know yet–a few months ago I awarded Faithful Reader Melanie from KY my nice Totie Fields dress:
because she answered some stupid trivia question or something. Does anyone remember that? Has everyone been run off since then, and a whole new crop of unsuspecting readers are here since that time?
Well, anyway, I sent Melanie from KY the coveted Totie Fields dress and today she sent me a picture of her in it and you are going to die.
I mean, she captured the photo beautifully! She should be a professional reenactor, if there is such a thing. And what kills me is in the background in her picture is a piano and you know what is in my background? A piano. How did she do that? Did she go out and BUY a piano just to get it as accurate as possible?
Plus, she is in her living room looking into her dining room, and so am I. The whole thing is freaky. This whole post is freaky, what with the crow talons and the symbolism and the Totie Fields and the Converse.
Finally, I will leave you with spooky cat pictures.
Okay, they aren't spooky at all. Our old grumpy cat Francis has just spent the last year sitting on a pink chair in our back room, and since last weekend he has decided that he must now live on our printer in the computer room. He is in here constantly. As you can see, this vexes Henry, and also Winston's tail, at right.
Also, I would like to add the caveat that this is sort of Marvin's domain, so the part where it's clutter-y and there are license plates on the wall are seriously not my fault. When I first met him he had license plates in the living room. THE LIVING ROOM. Anyway, I like getting pictures of all three cats, even cranky livin'-on-a-printer Francis.
Okay. If you have any idea what the crow/snake thing means, tell me now. If anything else odd flies over me, you'll be the first to know.