I got out of the car at the gun store parking lot, locked the car, turned, and began to ascend! Straight up! And I knew then that I was One Of The Elect! At about 200 feet a Voice said, "Ooops! Got my calendar mixed up!" and I started falling. Fortunately the roof of the gun store was insulated with stryofoam blocks and cushioned my fall very nicely; unfortunately I crashed through the roof and into the middle of the indoor shooting range. Shooters were so surprised they held their fire and I wasn't hurt, just some bruises, but the owner is now asking me to fix the roof, the shooting range and all sorts of things. He's a good Christian, though, and when I told him what had happened he said, "So, I should call my lawyer then?"