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This day started so weird and kept getting weirder it needed a more creative approach to describe its contents. Here's what happened today:

Cheesecake, polling stations, raccoons, and human excrement ... the first hour.

Explaining to a 50-year-old man that inhaling your food is frowned upon, two-person rescue of a riled up raccoon utilizing a ladder, meeting a famous icon ... the second hour.

Rectifying an exposed bum and dealing with rejection... the third hour.

Lunch, the merciful fourth hour.

Waiting 20 minutes for a 5-minute or less bus which was rammed full of broken people, traveling on the most broken road in the city, only to get to a store which had virtually nothing I wanted ... the fifth hour.

Running to get forgotten milk and cream, getting caught up in a domestic dispute, calling an ambulance for semi-unclothed individuals screaming "Hitler!" and "Stalin!" at voters... the sixth hour.

Waiting for an ambulance, discovering the raccoon is actually Father's "pet", training new altar servers ... the seventh hour.

Doing 42 altar server schedules ... the eighth hour.

Returning phone calls and emails, and listening to someone's story ... the ninth hour.

I checked the date on my watch about three times today and kept being amazed it was still the 17th. Quite a long but definitely not uneventful day.