Squealing about spring

Daffodils! In my front yard! Over the past week, I've seen crocus, squill, grape hyacinths--even buttercups! Has Old Man Winter actually fled?

I know I had something Very Important to say, but I can't remember what the hell it was going to be.

UFR: Follow the bouncing ball!

Wednesday morning at the intersection of Sheridan and Argyle (which I'm beginning to think of as my local Epicentre of Freakdom). The lights were in the midst of changing when I saw a man running diagonally from corner to corner. His bespectacled eyes were turned upward, as if he were expecting something to fall...

A superball, fifteen feet in the air. He was running through a busy intersection bouncing and chasing a superball.

I heard honking, turned away, and doubled over with laughter.