Last month, I saw a red Riviera going down the road in our neighborhood. Not a classic Riviera, but one of the not-yet-classic 1995-99 ones. What struck me was that it was fire engine red. I mentioned to my wife that most of the ones you see are white, black, or maybe silverish; I couldn’t remember ever seeing a red one before.
Then this weekend, as we were driving around, it seemed as though there was a red Buick on every corner! Centuries, Roadmasters, Park Avenues – I counted six red Buicks in a day and a half. I began to freak out. My wife said “The Lord is giving you a message.” “He’s certainly being obfuscatory about it,” I replied.