Strange things around town

I've been meaning to mention this for a while... we talked about it on the radio this morning. There are some weird goings-on around here. When Pat & I lived in High Point, I used to call High Point the "vortex of weirdness" because every time you opened a newspaper, if something strange happened, it seemed it always happened in High Point. Now I'm afraid the weirdness is overtaking Kernersville.

For the last several months, some mornings when I'm going to work around 4:45am, there's this guy who walks (and occasionally staggers) along Kernersville Road in the pitch black, wearing only his pants: no shirt, no shoes. He walks not on the shoulder, but IN the road and WITH traffic. Where has he been? Where is he going? Needless to say, he has scared the wits out of me more than once when I come over the rise at Hastings Hill and realize I'm about to hit a pedestrian in the dark.

Another weird thing, which my neighbor Tonja reminded me of today, is the cell phone guy. He's an older man who stands in the parking lot of the trailer park across from the Kangaroo station -- all day, no matter the weather -- and talks on his cell phone.

We also had a listener who wrote in that she regularly sees a woman driving a yellow Mini Cooper on I-40 in Greensboro who brushes her teeth while she drives. Chuck brought up a good question this morning: where does she spit?

I'd be interested to know if there's anything else weird that you run into on a regular basis.

Waiting to inhale

Enough with the 100-degree heat already!

Actually, today's not too bad... it's about 80 and looks like it might rain. Might. The humidity is stifling, though... like trying to breathe through a hot, wet blanket. I talked to the folks in Pittsburgh last night and they've had an absolute deluge of rain, yet we can't get a drop. The grass is crunchy again and I'm making an extra effort to feed the birds now that they're bringing their brand new babies to the feeders. Seems like they're not finding a lot of things to eat in the woods these days.

All together now, we're gonna pray for rain.

The best day ever!

We sure didn't expect this when we started out today. John wanted his grandparents, visiting from Pittsburgh, to see one of his favorite places -- the Richard Petty Museum in Randleman. Weeks ago as we lay snuggling before bed, John said to me, "Mom, I really want to meet The King." And today it happened. We went to the museum, never expecting it to be the day of Richard Petty's monthly meet & greet! John was sitting in the back room, coloring yet another picture of "The King" character from the movie "Cars" when through the front door walked the man himself. I told John he might want to come out of that room for a minute. We stood in a line of maybe 20 people before it was our turn for autographs. That child was so starstruck he could barely breathe. Richard couldn't have been nicer. He took time with each fan and truly made every one feel special. Thanks, King, for what John says was his "best day ever!"