So I'm leaving the show at the Jam house.

Nothing weird happening. Nada out of the ordinary.

As I'm getting into the car I see I dove land on the branch right above my windshield. "Wow," I thought. "That's actually a pure white dove. I've never seen one of those up close before." I begin to muse about what a truly beautiful sight this is and what the wonderful omens this could mean for me.

This was after all a dove. A majestic symbol of peace, togetherness, and love between humanity. It was a truly beautiful sight to behold. Then things got weird.

This beautiful, majestic, and amazing specimen of creation (or chance for those of you out there without faith in the universe) shifted its wings. Hopped on one leg for a bit. Then gave me a gift of piece. It dropped a beautiful, majestic, and amazing DUMP(!) on my windshield.

Yeah, I know! Now I always thought a Dove was a symbol of good things, and that they are a very powerful omen. So what does it mean when a dove takes a crap on your car.

Never before had I driven so slowly and so carefully home. It was humbling to say the least. I got home safe and everything seems okay. But tomorrows another day. And that terrifies me.