Dubbed Weird Wednesdays by those I work/commute/live with, today has lived up to its name. I got high-fived on the stairs on my way down to BART by a man whose non-high-fiving hand was holding his bike over his shoulder. Sir, if anything, you deserve the high-five this morning.

A man’s prescription glasses that looked more like chemistry lab goggles fell out of his bag as he moved seats and I retrieved and returned them. A lady was singing The First Noel 1 month too late or 11 too early. I got trapped in a labyrinth of BART exits and came up the stairs (sans high-five this time) to the furthest exit from desired coffee shop. As I stomped in the opposite direction with an audible sigh, glasses man said, “thanks again for the glasses” and I checked myself, before I wrecked myself. And we’re back.

Pass it along, friends. It comes around again. Have a wonderfully weird Wednesday.

and the witty donut award of the day goes to…