Someone Seeking Up

While walking down the street, I noticed a group of construction workers, eyes (and smartphones) to the sky.



Whoa, I thought, if construction workers are amazed by something, it must be really amazing. So I looked up, expecting to be dazzled. Instead, this was happening.



I was really disappointed. Even so -- construction workers being impressed by something crane-related? Come on, that's pretty random.

How YOU doin'?

Hopefully this will be the last sign to reference winter for quite some time.

In spite of the baby fever that's been spreading around lately, the winter wind chill still likes to nip at my nose. So imagine my surprise when I went to the tea shop the other day and saw this gem:




Why yes, yes it was tea I was looking for, Lionel. How did you know?

It seems only fitting that the last Random Fridays entry of the year be on a Sunday. But you know what they say . . .





Have a Happy New Year!

It's Friday here in Vienna, so this counts.

There's nothing like seeing a stuffed animal getting ready for Christmas. On his . . . racing car?



Hope you have a very Merry Christmas!

"Arrrrggghhh, I like trash!!" (Seriously, though . . . who owns this stuff?)




I don't even have to tell you -- it was very, very random.

So a couple of months ago (can you tell that I'm cleaning out my phone??) I was cycling back home and came across a bit of a disturbance downtown . . . zombies.







I'd forgotten not known about the Zombie Walk. And let me tell you, people were into it. The outfits were outrageous . . . and if you think you see a stroller in the last photo above, you would be correct.

It left me wondering, though, at what point did zombies become a thing? I mean, I know they've been around, but now they're just so damn . . . trendy. Which I think is weird.

And pretty darn random.

Did you know that ivy changed colors?



Apparently I'm the only one who didn't realize. The realization a few weeks ago was a bit surprising.

And, of course, pretty random.

A few weeks ago, there were a handful of just perfectly glorious fall days. Bright and sunny, crisp enough to wear a sweater, but warm enough to not have to wear a jacket. There I am, walking my bike on the way to work and BAM! A woman appears, transported from pseudo Victorian times:


Man, she looked warm.

But it was very, very, random.