My inner freak is not nearly as magnetic as some people's, but I nevertheless had an odd encounter on my way to work today. I was walking along the sidewalk toward the Orient Heights Dunkin' Donuts when I saw a 30-something guy pulling something over his head from back to front as he walked toward me. Whatever he was holding was kind of beigey-yellow, about the same color as his hair, so at first I thought it was his hair ... maybe part of a wig or fall. Then I thought maybe it was headphones, until I saw him rest a long, squiggly blond thing along his right arm ... and stroke it with his left hand as though it was a pet of some sort. As I got closer, I realized it was a snake. The foot-and-a-halfer had been around the guy's neck until said guy moved it to his forearm for some quality petting.
And I thought the people who take their cats out on leashes were weird.
Here are some things that are on my mind this week:
Am I the only one who didn't realize that Missy Etheridge is shacking up with the mean chick from Popular? I mean, I'm not a major Etheridge fan (I don't dislike her at all, but I can't say I follow her life or career -- I just enjoy her songs when I hear them), but time was you couldn't go anywhere without tripping over a photo of her and her now-apparently-ex, Julie C. How could I have missed that they broke up, like, 7 years ago and there's a new Mrs. Missy in da house?
"Today was a historic first ...." Is it just me, or shouldn't this be "an historic first"? This says it should be "an", just like my elementary school teachers (and books) taught me, but to judge by most written material and spoken word, the editors of Cool Dictionary, this guy and I seem to be the only ones who know about that rule.
Is it 5 o'clock yet? 'Cause it totally feels like it should be 5:00.
Have a great weekend, little ones.
