Seriously, can anyone tell me what the %$#@ this thing is?

I'd love to know... and I'll tell you why in my little story to come: So I'm running a couple of minutes late to class, because it's in outer BFE, also known as Pocatello, which is a lovely one hour and fifteen minute drive to the armpit of Idaho and home of the polluting giant Simplot factory.

I dueled a couple of other cars for the last spot in the parking lot, and came out victorious and grateful I didn't have to park in Utah to walk to class from there. As I walked across campus, I decided it was much easier and faster the ignore the sidewalks and take a direct line to class. My walk took me under a nice leafy tree and at about that time I got hit in the back of the head by a sharp and heavy projectile. Which brings me to another question:

Why do I duck AFTER I get hit in the head? I know it's a natural reaction, but really, what good does that do after the fact?! Anyway, I angrily looked around to see who threw something at me cuz I was read to ditch class and pick up a felony battery charge against the perpetrator. But alas, I only saw an emo kid with the only apparent hint of anything remotely associated with athletic ability would be being able to get his fat arse in the 80's skinny chick pants. I'm sure that the only thing he was consentrating at the time was how long he could last without blood circulation to his legs... I digress...

After about 5 angry swearing-laced minutes of hatred towards anything and everything, I noticed a few things on the ground. They looked like the head of the Exorcist, except bright neon green. They were circular with a million sharp porcupine thingy's sticking out. And I came to the realization that one of those nasty bastages hit me. And sure enough, the tree was full of them and I just happened to walk under at the wrong time. There were some nut looking things on the ground that had come out of some of the attacking Exorcist spawns... I don't know what to google to figure it out either, flying green tree porcupines? Spiked round nut barers? Anyway, anyone that could shed some light on this anomaly of nature, I would appreciate it. And I've decided that I'm going to plant five of those trees at my next house and invite the Jehovah's over on a windy day... yeah, teach them to wake me up at 7am on a Saturday with their Lighthouse propaganda... Here's a couple more pics....















And here's one with my chapstick as a reference to the size and mass of the death ball...