Driving up the Parkway the other day, I noticed something extremely odd. So shocking, I nearly pulled the car off the road. The Canadian Goose that invade our space for the winter had finally learned to WALK ON THE WATER. That's right, a group of geese had surrounded one special goose who was standing atop the Potomac River. It was early in the morning and there was a heavy glare on the water from the rising sun, so initially I thought my eyes had deceived me. I continued driving down the road totally convinced that I had gone crazy. But then it hit me. It is fucking freezing in Virginia. Literally. The river had FROZEN. The geese were walking on i-c-e. A seemingly benign occurrence, no? NO! A twenty-two degree high is absolutely unacceptable. It makes rivers freeze. And it allows geese to pretend to be Jesus. And makes me think I am hallucinating via acid flashback.
On another note, how ridiculous is it that the plural of Canadian Goose is Canadian Goose? Blame Canada for that one. Jeesh.
Hurrah for Global Warming.
