Weirdness abounds.

There are Amazonian River Otters that are between six and eight feet long. Mom saw them on the Discovery Channel and now I know they are out there. They feed on Piranhas, Anacondas and Dom DeLuise. Their paws are bigger than my head.

There are these to haunt your dreams, too.

"I wouldn't want to build a summer home here, but the trees are actually quite lovely."

Speaking of rodents, there is a dead squirrel in the road outside my apartment. And it stinks. I just noticed it and wonder if it was the squirrel I photographed at the base of the tree a few weeks ago. It makes me sad. Some of my neighbors are weird; the little brown rodent felt like a friend. Or a very distant cousin that was nice.

Superman is a long movie. There is an extended version you can rent; eight minutes of never-before-seen footage. I don't remember all the glowing Kryptonians. Like characters from Tron. Whoever wrote, "Look at me quivering, like a little girl, shivering" should be beaten. S & L's romance was generally wasted on me as a child; I remember the precariously-perched helicopter, yellow taxis and the earthquake.

This looks better on screen than it does on the shelf. A good purse is hard to find. And afford.

Justin Timberlake "sort of respects Kate Moss." "I remember the first time it was reported that I smoked pot...I was like, y'all don't?...I think you lose once you start trying to analyze what people like." You're right. Kate Moss is really a free-thinker.

This guy has a blog called, "Whatever it is, I'm against it."

Weirdness abounds. You find it in yourself, too. Along with a lot of other stuff.