Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Under delicate siege

It's been a banner year for Vanessa cardui, apparently.

Thousands and thousands of them have been passing through town, en route from Mexico to the Pacific Northwest.

As I drove around last weekend, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. At first I thought they were escaping from some central location, because there were just so many of them.

Later, I realized they were all going one direction.

You can stand still and count them as they fly past, fixing your eyes on a different one each second or two, and noticing the others in your peripheral vision.

If they develop weapons, we are finished.


At 6:07 AM, Aristotle

Beautifully, beautifully finished.

Hm, is that what they mean by “drop-dead gorgeous?”

At 8:15 AM, Julie

Yes. I'm wondering whether or not it is ignoble to be fluttered to death.

Of course, Evan thinks it would be impossible for them to take over...I am not sure he has considered the possibility of their weapon being not tiny guns or knives, but mind control.

At 1:15 AM, Evan

He...put creatures in our bodies. To control our minds...

::screeching noise::

::Terrell vaporizes himself::

::butterfly flies out of Chekov's ear::


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