Yesterday my dad came down to kick it for a while because my mom and sister are away in San Diego for a high school orchestra trip. We went to Doc's Pizza Buffet and then saw National Treasure. Simple enough evening, right? Yeah, right... Not with me. Guess who beat us in the line at the pizza buffet? A group of like twenty Amish people! No joke! A clan of Amish in Provo, Utah, eating at Doc's $3.99 Pizza Buffet! I guess they're not the strict kind of Amish folk. Those sects of Amish-ness believe that Satan's breath powers a pizza oven! I know for a fact they were Amish and not those apostate Mennonites, because I overheard one of the ladies talking to a dude. My question is this: have they moved here or were they just passing through town for the sweet pizza deals? Man, how crazy would that be! What would happen if all the Amish moved to Utah? People think that Utah has a lot of strange people as it is! This quirk of personal experience leads me to muse over the business opprtunities... What if we opened up an Amish pizza restaurant? Think about it! Freshly made dough, sauce, and sausage! All cooked over a wood hearth! I'm gonna make millions... Thank you, Amish people, for giving me this idea. Your eventual acceptance of technology and modern foods will let us all live economically better. Now, if only we could make buggies fast enough to deliver in under 30 minutes...