If the Moon Was Out, It'd Be Full

If the Moon was out last night, it'd totally have been full. Weird things were popping up everywhere.

Take Wal-Mart, for example. As Natty and I passed by the music section, we were treated to the vocal talents of a seven-year-old girl belting out Gwen Stefani's Hollaback Girl. I still haven't figured out exactly what a "hollaback girl" is, but this darling child seemed to know what it was all about. The child had been listening to a music preview of Gwen's latest album when she was overtaken by the music. She opened her little mouth and let the nonsense lyrics fly out and land where they may.

Apparently, the child was not aware that everyone could hear her as she sang at the top of her lungs. It's like people picking their noses while in their cars at a stoplight. For some reason, no one realizes that they can be seen by the whole damn universe!

Also, in the Wal-Mart, Natty and I were followed by the blue-haired Cape Crusader. Yes.... followed by a young adult with blue hair wearing a cape. This youngling was not quite as frightening as the Cape Boy I have to sit next to in Religions class. But the sight of this blue-haired individual was thoroughly unnerving. He proceeded to follow us down several aisles, which made me wish I had a panic button like the kids get on Commander-In-Chief.

But alas, I am just a normal individual and not the child of the leader of the free world. Woe is me.

After our Wal-Mart outing, we drove through town. Terrible mistake. Every young adult imaginable had to be out there. Mass congregations of teenlings around clumps of vehicles had invaded various parking lots. Every child from the age of 12-19 had to have been out there! There were so many of them! I can't even begin to make an estimate of how many teenlings were out last night. A whole freakin' lot of them, that's for sure.

And just where were the parents of these heathen children?