Mysterious as the dark side of the moon...

I live in a town made up of middle to upper class Americans and their 2.5 children and dogs. A town where nothing much happens.

That all changed yesterday.

I was on my way home in the evening. There is a stretch of road where the sun is in my eyes and yesterday I did not have my sunglasses. I'm about a block away from a red light and while I'm slowing down in the right lane, I notice a passenger-side door swing open from a car in the left lane. I thought to myself, "That's odd. This is an extremely busy intersection. Did that person drop something or close their seat belt in the door?"

Then a young man steps out of the car. I think, "He must be about to do a Chinese Fire Drill. Kids these days. They are so wacky!" But this young man just stands by the car door and begins to do a sort of wiggling dance. I found that odd. And then my eyes fully adjusted to the sunlight.

He was doing a dance alright. A dance with his pants down.

April 29, 2010 - The day I was first mooned by a stranger. I can now scratch that off of my "I have never" list. Thanks young sir!