there is nothing like standing in a parking lot with your eyes closed on a hot day and just sniff real big. I almost get teary eyed every time! anytime I hear anyone say fire in the hole, anytime I have taffy, anytime I smell black powder burning, anytime I hear blue grass music, every time I open the cabinet and there are mugs from all my yrs going to SDC or the boot shaped cups from Dixie Stampede, any time I smell pork rinds.... I mean the list is endless. I even have dreams with something SDC in it. my husband laughs at me cause if I like something I become obsessed with it and SDC is one of those things (if I like it it's a passion if I don't like it then I will never like it) the hubby just doesn't understand he didn't grow up going to SDC, he grew up in Texas. No I think everyone is normal, or at least we are all weird together lol!