Omens and Portents

I can’t say I fully believe in omens, but if I did, today would be one very interesting day.

I had a dream last night in which I was a ghost.  I was not one at first; I was some guy who was hanging out with ghosts.  One of those ghosts was having problems of an unspecified nature, so I offered to substitute for him for a night or two.

A big, fat crow landed on the windowsill this morning, looking in at me.  You really don’t think about how big those suckers are until one is a meter away, at eye level.  As big as a (small) cat!

This afternoon, I thought I saw our old kitty (all black, save for a white locket on his chest) as I turned a corner of the house.  He got spooked and ran silently up the stairs, as he would often do.  What’s odd about that?  That kitty passed away last year.

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The very kitty in the very window
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Brian Enigma

Brian Enigma is a Portlander, manipulator of atoms & bits, minor-league blogger, and all-around great guy. He typically writes about the interesting “maker” projects he's working on, but sometimes veers off into puzzles, software, games, local news, and current events.

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