When I went for my morning walkies at Rancho San Antonio on Monday, something was different. There... in the big meadow in the county park... by the picnic area...
It wasn't there on Friday. So what happened? Did somebody plant a monolith seed on the solstice, and it took a week to sprout? How big is it gonna get?
I have an urge to dance around it, waving a bone. Or, perhaps, to invite a bunch of people to show up in monkey suits....
There's no inscription. Yet. Will one appear tomorrow? Is this destined to be California's headstone, when the absolute drop-dead must-have-a-budget date can't be put off any longer?
First chipmunks, now unexpected standing stones. What next, crop circles in the oak trees?
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