I stopped by Little Caesar's today, on my way home from the store. Not the greatest pizza in the world, but $5 for a large cheese pizza that is always very fresh and very fast is a good price. Plus, it is close by, unlike Monical's Pizza, which is about a 1,000 miles away, literally.

After I got out of my car, I looked in my wallet to make sure I had some 1-dollar bills. I knew I had enough cash with me, but for some reason, I purposely checked to make sure I had at least one dollar bill. There were two ones in my wallet, and I knew the pizza would be about $5.70 or so, so I knew I'd be fine.

After I walked into the pizza store, I saw a little cardboard sign on the front of the cash register that said "We are out of 1's! Please pay your bill with 1's. We also accept checks and credit cards". Doesn't it seem strange that I checked my wallet for ones before I got into the store and saw the sign?

I handed the woman a twenty, and a one, and she gave me back a ten, a five, some change, and a large cheese pizza. On the way home, I ate two slices, and decided to make my bi-yearly blog posting.

Not many other strange coincidences have happened lately. At least not anything worth blogging about. I did have a weird dream about some woman named "Mambo Jambo". Through the grapevine, I heard she was after me, and I should look out for her. After I woke up, I googled her name, and discovered she was a jazz song. Funnier still, now Geena can't get this song out of her head.