What a difficult weekend! My daughter has been in and out of the ER for the last couple of days, dealing with an injured shoulder, so my wife and I have been kind of stressed out. Currently, I am not home (I am quite a ways away), so my poor wife has had to bear this burden all by herself, with my support solely through Skype or via cell phone. I wish that I could be there for them in person, but I cannot. Thank God that we have a good cellular plan. Go Softbank!
Since my wife is keeping me posted via cell phone, I spent a few hours in the park today awaiting updates from home. The signal inside of this massive steel warship is non-existent, so the park on base became my mobile command post. Before leaving the ship, I packed my book, grabbed my Sony Mylo, stuffed my cell phone in my pocket, and headed to the park. On the way, I made a quick stop at Starbucks and purchased a mocha-something-or-other-frappuccino.
Once at the park, I located a nice park bench and began to construct my command and control center. After I was satisfied with the set up, I kicked back and waited for my phone to ring, providing an update on our daughter’s status. Enjoying the sun shining down on me through the trees, I settled into the book that I am currently reading, ironically (you’ll soon find out) entitled Crows and Cards.
After about an hour of reading, I phoned my lovely wife for an update. The doctors examined the x-rays and have decided that our daughter’s arm is not fractured! Great news, although she is still in a lot of pain. Poor thing. With that good bit of news, I resumed reading.
How a crow delivered a story idea.
While reading my book, I noticed a lot of aerial shenanigans in my peripheral vision. I lowered the book from in front of my handsome roman nose (my nice way of saying big) and directed my attention towards the escapades unfolding all around me. I was suddenly aware of swarms of crows and sea-hawks, giving the resident pigeons a ration of you-know-what. The crows were diving down towards the pigeons, followed by the graceful and predatory dive of the sea-hawks.
After watching a few unsuccessful dives by the crows and sea-hawks, I realized that the pigeons were scattering in every direction of the compass each time an attacker dove to strike, causing mass confusion among the birds of prey. It seemed that the vulnerable pigeons had found strength in numbers. How intelligent these rats of the sky seem to be!
In the heat of battle, an evil crow decided upon a ‘kamikaze’ attack directed towards the pigeons and almost ran into the bench that on which I was sitting. If it wasn’t absolutely silly, I would swear that the bird was after the shiny ipod that lay by my side. The wayward crow screamed towards a pigeon, pulled up a little late, and grazed my bench; pointy claws scraping at my nano! All of a sudden, I was struck by an idea for a story. Fantastic. It was truly an inspiration from above.
I guess that is enough excitement for one day. I will update you folks on our daughter’s status as soon as I can. I think that she is will be alright, but she’s going to be in pain for a few days. Wish us luck…