April 21, 2008
I watched a squirrel gracefully bound across the street in front of my car the other day. His small body and bushy tail undulated comically to the other side of the busy thoroughfare. As I absentmindedly watched, my car idling at the red light, I was reminded of a trip Tom and I took a couple of years ago.
We name all our vacations and dubbed this trip to Cupertino, “Pilgramage to the Mothership.” (Yes we are Apple freaks, why do you ask?) The plan was to make our way to 1 Infinite Loop, gaze adoringly at the building, and perhaps touch the hem of Steve Jobs garment and be healed… then head on to San Francisco for some sour dough bread.
I couldn’t tell you the name of the back road we took, but I can tell you the strangest phenomenon took place. As Tom barreled along the winding, seemingly deserted country road, a squirrel darted out in front of our car. Tom swerved a bit to avoid hitting the poor little guy. Just then, another squirrel hurled it’s tiny body into the street, in what seemed like a suicide attempt. Before we knew it, we were under attack. Squirrels were darting and dashing in front of our car at every turn. After about 10 or 15 minutes of this onslaught, we realized what was happening.
We were being inundated by them. They apparently had an evil plan. I am quite sure their scheme was to cause us to lose control, run off the road, and at that point, these mini ninjas would ransack the vehicle for salty, nutty snacks. The kind most road-tripping motorists tend to have on hand.
Luckily Tom, being an excellent driver managed to swerve through this diabolical stretch of road without a any problems. No squirrels were injured and our snacks were intact, although our nerves were a bit jangled. We laughed nervously and continued on to the Mothership.
It was only at the end of our destination, when we arrived in San Francisco and began unloading our bags, that I noticed a small object lodged into the side of the car. Dang I thought, a stone had hit the car and caused a small dent. However, upon closer inspection, it became evident that this was no stone.
It was, in fact, a tiny ninja star.