Current temperature: 72 degrees. Tomorrow evening's forecast: snow. I love March in Nebraska.
It's a small world after all. It's a small world after all. It's a small world after all. It's a small, small world.What's with the cheerful song this morning? Well, it's relevant to this post, for one thing. But more than that, I just want to get it stuck in your head. Spread the joy by humming it, whistling it, or belting it out as you go throughout your day! Because nobody doesn't like having Small World stuck in their head. One of the things that makes me smile about Lincoln is you can run into people you know or people who know you just about anywhere you go. I have had several such experiences just in the past couple days. Take Sunday, for example. The Wilsons attended a potluck supper -- who doesn't love a good potluck? -- for an adoption group we belong to. While there I met a man who knew me indirectly through some of my high school friends, and who was involved with Young Life with my sister back in the early 90's. Or take last night, where we ran into an elusive friend from high school over a supper of waffles, whose sister just happens to work with Mrs. Beerorkid. Some people consider Lincolnites' interconnectedness a bug, but I consider it a feature. There are enough people in town so there are always new folks to meet. Yet once you've been here long enough, you can count on periodically running into folks you know -- or folks who know you -- in the least expected places. Have you run into any long lost friends or acquaintances lately?