If We Believed in Omens....

1943. My brother and I were camped at Dream Lake in Rocky Mountain National Park. Laying in our sleeping bags watching the stars overhead at about 9pm. Suddenly a flaming ball about the size of a small house passed over heading from West to East - seemingly just above the tree tops. We knew at once that it was a meteor. We were certain that it would impact somewhere in Eastern Colorado. After returning home, we made inquiries of the adults in our family, "Any news of a meteor hitting somewhere East of here?" The answer, "Nope." It appears that very few meteors actually survive to strike the Earth. And there are more of them than we realize.

Posted by Jimmy J. at February 20, 2015 10:02 AM

Be not alarmed.
These are merely ballistics exercises ordered by Kragon the Ruthless, Third Emperor of the Crustacean Dynasty, Lord of All That Walk Upon the Land and Swim in the Waters.
"Ranging shots" you might call 'em.

Posted by chasmatic at February 20, 2015 11:11 AM