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Too Strange to Avoid Mentioning

On the way to a doctor's appointment this morning I saw a UFO silhouetted by the sun and rapidly flying toward my car at a low altitude.  It was a shape I had never seen before-- not flying anyway.  It passed in front of me about thirty feet in the air.  When it gained the sun from my point of view I could suddenly identify it, and laughed-- it was a Mickey Mouse inflatable that had gotten loose from some party I imagine.  It had a small body, short dangling arms and legs, famous round ears extending from its huge head, with its face painted in a maniacal Mickey smile-- but it had seemed at first, unlit by sunlight and oddly flung by the wind, to be as sinister as a  H.R. Giger alien rushing down from the sky to attack my car.

And now the totally inexplicable, meaningless, yet true (and who would care one way or the other?) experience of my return trip.  Along the same stretch of road I wondered what had happened to the balloon and looked off the direction it had flown.  I saw nothing at first, and then about a quarter mile in front of me, as though it had been waiting to ambush me,  the balloon floated up out of the side gully of the highway, the Mickey face pointed directly at me, like a big "Here I am!"  The balloon rose slowly to about fifteen feet off the ground, and then descended slowly again, perfectly poised, always facing me, until it disappeared below the brim of the road.  It was quite like a surreal bit of cgi finely crafted by a team of digital artists, but it somehow had just happened, by chance, in nature.

This is the sort of weirdness I live for!

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joculum
May. 26th, 2011 01:27 am (UTC)
Me too. (or, to be pedantic, "I also.") Thank you.
dyvyd
May. 26th, 2011 02:15 pm (UTC)
And thank you for reading and understanding! This is exactly the sort of thing you cannot begin to verbally tell your friends without being subjected to a combination of blank stares and hoots of laughter.
anselmo_b
May. 26th, 2011 07:32 am (UTC)
I probably would never dare to drive through that street again. I'd be to scared that it could happen yet again, forcing me to look for a meaning after all.
dyvyd
May. 26th, 2011 01:23 pm (UTC)
I have driven that stretch of road (Highway 37 between Martinsville,IN and Indianapolis,IN) for more than thirty years having observed very little other than occasional storm damage. I almost stopped and went back for another look, but I was stuck between wanting to prove to myself it was a fluke, and being afraid that something even stranger might happen. And then too, it would have been as rude as interrogating a magician after a particularly fine magic trick!
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