Sunday Evenings, Late

Something about late Sunday evening dog walks encourages he off-cant.
   
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     I, I know Florida, said the nice man Max just met on his evening walk. That's where ...
     I've heard this - Mickey Mouse - a million times, but no ...
     That's where Neanderthal Man comes from, says he.
     No, I say, George W. Bush comes from Texas.
     

   
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     Another delightfully weird Sunday late-evening dog walk in Cambridge.
     Sitting outside the Starbucks - closed at this hour, we came across a man who looked like Dusty Hill of ZZ Top, accessing the Wifi on an ultrabook. He was blogging.

     A celestial event - he said.
     Good night for it - I said - an unusually warm evening. - Tribute? - I asked.  Sir Patrick Moore, a distinguished British astronomer died today. He'd been the world's longest running TV host for a program called, "The Sky at Night".  It was like watching your dowdy old aunt pull the frumpy sitting room furniture out onto the lawn to watch the stars.
     No. I am reporting the progress of that orb . . . - He said - . . . the one hovering in the sky over your shoulder.
     I turned to see what might be described as an orb, stationary in the sky.  The sight of sky lanterns isn't unusual here.  They're used to mark weddings, births and deaths.  This was brighter, however, than any sky lantern I've seen.  It was roughly on the flight path used by planes landing at the local airport.  But, aircraft wonted for a soundtrack: the reverse thrust of jets eventually landing, the beat of helicopter rotors, ...  Even the jets sent to pound the hell out of Libya during the revolution made a mighty roar.
     How long have you been here? - I asked, assuming he'd tell me how long the orb had been laying about.
     Fifteen. - He said nothing of how long he'd seen the orb.
     Ingenious! - I said - I'd never have thought of coming here to use the Wifi at night.
     I have Internet at home - the tone of his voice seemed to say, "I'm not crazy", as he continued - I came here to see the orb.
   
     What characterizes late Sunday evening encounters is the need to just go with the flow.  It's claimed that Cambridge is a UFO hot-spot.  But, there are also UK and US air bases near-by.  Lord knows what they're flying off into the night sky.