The voice of God on Park Point

God spoke to me yesterday.

A voice so loud it came audibly through our walls rang out "THE...PARK...POINT...BEACH...IS...UNDER...A...RIP...CURRENT...WARNING... THERE...ARE...DANGEROUS...SWIMMING...CONDITIONS..."

Then, after a moment:

ARNNNGKH! ARNNNGKH!

And finally:

woo-OOOP!
woo-OOOP!

All this while the beach is locked in ice, as pictured above.

Sally said, "It sounds just like the boys' busy box!"



This would have been more mysterious if it weren't for the fact that that same booming voice of God had a few moments earlier announced that this was a test, only a test.

The city has just installed new alarms for tornadoes, nuclear missiles, etc. The three down here on Park Point have voice capacity, so they can do rip current warnings.

I'm hoping they can add a warning like "CANAL...PARK...IS...FULL...OF...TOURISTS. DO...NOT...LEAVE...YOUR...HOME"

Or maybe "IT...IS...THIRTY...DEGREES...WARMER...IN...PROCTOR. YOU...SHOULD...MOVE."