surreal weekend

It's raining in San Diego, which is an odd thing. This morning a stretch of highway I normally traverse in 5 minutes took 20 minutes. I appreciate drivers' desire to be safe, I really do. However while I was in Ohio I drove in real rain, the kind that comes sheeting down in great fat drops. I had to remember how to handle a hydroplaning vehicle, but really it wasn't so bad. Then to come back to San Diego and encounter a whole highwayfull of drivers who are terrified of a few tiny little spits of precipitation was, to say the least, weird.

Also, spoke to Dad. He's feeling crappy but is in good spirits. He's rational. I disagreed with him, presented my argument, and he listened politely. Weird.

Then, I got on the 'puter and my brother IM'd me. My brother can't so much as pick up a phone to say hello, but for some reason he chatted with me. Weird.

Did someone slip me the good drugs? And if so, may I please have another?

the weirdness keeps rolling in

I am now IMing with my 15 year-old nephew. Up until last weekend, I hadn't spoken to him in almost 4 years. We're discussing Halo 2.

Weird.

ETA: we are now discussing his evil English teacher and the pop quiz he took today. It's like I'm involved in his life or some junk. (everybody say it with me now) Weird.

ETA 2: Now my brother is on. For the second time in as many days, I'm having a conversation with my brother. I'm hallucinating. I must be.