1. There is a sign at a nearby Hardee's that says "It's back! Fried bologna biscuit!" Now please understand, I love a good biscuit as much as the next (bread-lovin') gal, but why would you go and ruin it by topping it with fried bologna of all things? Ewwww!
2. On a related note, when I was checking out at the grocery store the other day, having forgotten to haul in my stash of reusable canvas bags, the clerk apologized for packing my stuff into an excess of plastic bags. "Oh, well," she said, "I guess you can always use them for chicken fat, right?" Um, right. I've been trying to figure that one out ever since.
3. We had the most polite trick-or-treaters ever last night. They all said thank you and yes ma'am and only took one piece of candy each. The neighborhood trick-or-treating hours were from 6 to 8pm, and everyone adhered to it.
4. Many of the trick-or-treaters were ferried around from house to house by their parents on golf carts before dark. I remember half the fun of Halloween (or maybe the whole purpose) was running all over kingdom come in the pitch dark with no parental supervision whatsoever. Welcome to modern suburbia, I guess!
This place cracks me up. I love it here (I mean really love it), but it does have its, um, quirks.