Strange Days

I am sitting here at home listening to the thunderstorm that is passing overhead.
I just had to explain to Sam what the colors on a radar map represented. I found this on NOAA's web site while trying to figure out what dbZ meant. That unit is decibels of Z, but I'm still not sure what Z represents.
Sam say he understands what I read to him and how I explained it. I think he just wanted me stop reading and let him go off and play.

This is not the strangeness I was hoping to convey by the subject of this post.

Driving home today, I saw something a little different. There was this green pickup truck with a license plate that when read was supposed to read DUDE.
The back of the truck was covered with bumper stickers. That might not be strange, lots of cars and trucks are covered with bumper stickers. What was strange is that this was the first time I had seen something I knew was from Thinkgeek. When I think of the number of times I have pointed people at that site over the last couple of years, it actually feels strange to actually see products from that site.

While I was trying read the various bumper stickers on this truck, the strangest thing jumped into my field of vision, via my rear view mirror.
Here I am on Ferrel Parkway in Virginia Beach. I pass a motorcycle with an interesting paint job. Every surface has been painted to look like it is made up of a collection of metal plates bolted together, streaked with rust from the bolts and seams.
The cycle is in the right lane, I am in the left because I am going to turn left soon, and I pass him. I see the truck I mention above and start reading the stickers. Shoot a quick view up to my mirror, and see that the rider of the cycle is standing on his seat, his arms spread out like he's on the bow of the Titanic. I don't know whether to be more impressed by his balance and skill, or his stupidity. The stunt doesn't go on for much longer. I could have sworn that car behind the bike was creeping up on him, or was it that he was slowing down because there was no way to keep the throttle going.

Yes, I would say that this ride home today was strange.