The longer I live, the more weird I'm convinced that I am.
I finally met up with an old friend who lives in Los Angeles, but we haven't had a chance to meet.
I discovered that he works about four blocks from where I live.
Now, I live in a wildly diverse neighborhood with restaurants, taco trucks, and sidewalk tacos. (Sidewalk tacos are for when taco trucks are too fancy.)
His favorite place to eat in the area?
Taco Bell.
Next time we meet, I am thinking about walking him from where he works to the perpetually-parked taco truck area, asking him how much he usually spends at Taco Bell, and showing him that he can eat well for about the same price.
Aaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggghhh!