So I am used to walking around my house and seeing strange things.

Ironic things.

Things that are not expected to happen are happening.

I see My Little Ponies balanced on my bathroom faucet, I don’t take a second look.

I glance briefly at the hundreds of Littlest Pet Shops magnetized to the back of my bar-stools. I remain, unfazed.

Six foot long rainbow braids dangling from the dining room light. Yep, that looks right.

But this morning I was taken aback by something that struck me as odd.

And I was a fan of this watch.