(This used to be posted on my old LiveJournal, but that story's been lost to time. Was recounting some old stories of the weird stuff I used to run into, and one story in particular came to mind.)

The weirdest thing I ever saw would probably be what I call the Allentown French bread phenomenon. Used to have pictures, but I lost my old Treo 650 that had 'em and my old LiveJournal has been lost to time.

I go to work one day, and as I'm driving I notice a loaf of bread sitting on the side of the road. No big deal, right? Everybody seems random crap (like single shoes) on the side of the road at times, so what's a loaf of bread?

I go up a block: more loaves. Some are on the top of benches, some perched on fences. Each street I go down... more bread. By the time I pull in to work there's dozens and dozens of loaves of bread everywhere. Another loaf of bread every few feet. The entire city had been breaded, and I have no idea what is going on. I figure it had to be some weird Allentown tradition, but why?

Go into work, ask what's up with all the bread and not a single person knows. In fact, nobody believes me. I whip out my phone and show them pics, and suddenly everybody piles outside to go look at the bread.

The bread's gone.

To this day I still have no idea why literally hundreds of loaves of bread were all over the city, who put them there, or where they went.