It’s Friday the 13th plus there’s a full moon tonight. Not only that, it is technically a “Super Full Moon”, a celestial rarity which won’t happen again for 35 years, so best get thee to the window or outside after dark tonight. Well, should that make us super-superstitious today then? When you think of Friday the 13th, oddball things often come to mind, so here’s where I should cue the intro music from the TV show “The Twilight Zone” followed by the euphonious, yet mysterious, voice of Rod Serling. Now that I’ve set the stage, I’ll tell the tale which accompanies the photo above of a park bench with a rather odd-looking seat slat. I pass this memorial park bench every time I walk at Council Point Park. One day it was A-OK and the next day one of the three slats was bent out of shape – literally. The slat is not damaged in the least; in fact, the veneer is intact and unmarred and there are no splinters in the wood. It is the topic of conversation amongst Park walkers as we each try to guess what happened. Did a heavy person sit on the edge of the bench? Did someone stomp on just that bench slat with soft-soled shoes? It was very humid when I took the picture and the dew drops which were hanging along the back of the bench were pendulous and looked ready to drop down like big teardrops. It was a little eerie. I’m flummoxed. I must concede that perhaps, my mind, like the park bench seat, is a trifle warped to devote an entire post to such an anomaly. But really – what gives with this? I hope you have tread through your Friday the 13th without incident. To get myself through this somewhat ominous event I did not carry along a lucky rabbit’s foot (for fear of offending any of the bunnies who might cross my path at the Park), nor did I choose to knock on wood, especially, on this wooden park bench, because surely it would smash it to smithereens.