|We went to a Dairy Queen this weekend, a fairly normal thing to do.|
And if they do, they certainly don't blog about it.
Ultimately I am a self-satisfied, middle-aged family man, with the wife and kids, and bloated self-esteem. I have to try really, really hard to appear not normal. For those times that readers think that I am somehow outside the mean, consider where I live -- that usually sets the point closer to the regression coefficient line on the graph.
Although I pretended to be cool, I paid the guys in beards and costumes to pose for the picture -- they were raising money for charity. I got a nifty post and they got 20 bucks that could actually make it to a 501(c)3.
Although Portland has its bearded men in tutus, the majority of people are normal like me. We support the outliers if just to reinforce our own normalcy. Had I asked, some of the beards were probably normal as well. I even made a video of my normal kids.