Was I the only one creeped out by the old guy counting the Senate ballots in the cardboard box?
Finally, yesterday I had a conversation with a neighbor that finally clued me in to the fact that the building next to mine is a half-way home. Here is the conversation, verbatim:
Man: I raked the lawn!
Doc: That's good.
Man: The front and the back! It looks real good.
Doc: That's very nice.
Man: The Boeing 747 is the reason that cars have four doors.
Doc: What would we do without planes?