maleficentmoi

There has been an amazing display of dead skunks on the roads lately. I'm not trying to kid you, kiddies! I drive all over Northern California and the skunk non-moving-zombies are filling up the streets. They're always smack dab in the middle, too... The, heh, analytical side of me, ha-ha, theorizes that it's mating season and the horny skunks prefer our man-made terrain to the soft and supple one Mother Nature gave them. But if that were the case, then wouldn't there be two of the buggers at each disaster spot? I can't recall a Noah-like carnage like that at any time, so I guess the smart side of me, once again, leaves me flat. So, the stupid side says it's just their skin that they've shed and they're now cajoling about happily in the forest with their fresh, gleaming new scales... er, furs at this very moment. Now that sounds good to me, brother! God bless the stupid side of me. It gets me through many a scary moment and all moralistic quandaries.