the other mormon moment.

it wasn't just a mormon moment, it was a young single adult - you know, 18-31 years old - moment.

not my norm.

i choose 40 year olds when possible.

33, at least.

but on this night, i chose fellow 20-somethings.

and a haunted house.

great people watching moments, on one hand.

weirdo strangers, on the other.

a few highlights:

1.  the friend who invited the friend who invited the friend who i quickly learned was younger than my youngest brother.  like i said - i choose 40.

2.  the twisty crazy actress in the psycho farm room told me she wanted to scoop my ovaries out with a spoon.

3.  i'm so freaking logical.  a problem only compounded by associating with engineers day in and day out.  i mean, upon entering the topsy turvy crooked room, while everyone else is ducking and hiding from the creep heading our way, i say, "huh.  this room isn't very ADA accessible..."