While, no this day so far has not topped the oddity of the other day. So far I saw:
A kind of creepy-looking old man driving an old 1970's woodpaneled sation wagon with the license plate "MGOOD". I dunno, but it gave me huge heebie jeebies...
A guy that no word of a lie looked like the Real Life embodiment of the character Lucky (Luanne's husband) on King of the Hill. And no I don't mean he looked like Tom Petty (since the character really only sounds like Petty {because it is} and only vaguely resembles him in any way).
Other than that I was miffed once again by societies inability to understand that I like "Coke" and not "Diet Coke". I hate that people automatically assume that because I am a woman, that I am ordering a "Diet Coke" I mean it isn't even the same number of syllables for one.
I can't tell you how many times I have ordered a "Coke" and then got my glass, gone to take a sip and "Ptooie!" evil aspartame taste of death. For real that shit will do more damamge to you than the caffiene and sugar! And then you know I politely try to ask the waitperson for a new one and they always look indignant for whatever reason and say something borderline rude like "oh well I just assumed you meant 'diet". What's that supposed to mean?! Like what I need/want "diet" because I'm a little over weight, because I'm a chick and I'm supposed to be all self-conscious of myself, what?!
I mean why the hell do people even drink "diet" in the first place. They're certainly not doing it for the taste, so I can only assume they are fooled by it's claim of "diet". This arguement also goes for "caffiene free", "zero" "free" and "plus" versions of softdrinks. If you want a soda, drink a soda, a real hi-test soda with all the shit in it the way nature didn't intend at all in any way whatsoever. If you want something healthy with no calories, sugar or caffiene: drink some fucking water!