It must be the weather . . .

…which by the way is absolutely gorgeous today.  But really, it must be the weather, because I saw a few things that I didn’t think possible.

I was walking the dog after I got home from work, because with weather like this, I couldn’t not do something outside.  So I’m around the Zombieland gazebo, and a car passes me, and pulls into the driveway, and emerging from the car is a white woman, whom obviously lives in that house, based on the way pulled in to the driveway like she owned the place.  Confused, I still do not forget to smile and nod in acknowledgment, and continue walking.

Then all of a sudden, jogging right past me is a nubile, young white girl, and our eyes meet for a moment and I’m sure I had the same puzzled look on my face as she did, at the sudden realization that there are indeed other ethnicities in Zombieland.

It’s gotta be the weather.