I Don't Even Know

Today I find myself in a funny situation. A pickle, if you may.

Wait. No. Let me start over.

Everything around me today is a pickle. Literally. Everywhere I look people are eating or talking about pickles. Did I miss a meeting? Did I not get the memo about the TPS reports?

To start, a kid was walking through Park Royal today eating a pickle like it was a chocolate bar.

Emma is writing about pickles.

This dude has a pickle in his nose.

Ciavarro is writing about, maybe, the smartest man on the planet who finds himself stuck in a pickle.

Perhaps the scariest of all, if you google image search the word "pickle" you stumble across the very face that haunts my dreams at night. Maude.