Well, my first full day living there I saw a man walking a small tree down the street on a leash. He was also talking to the tree.
A few days later while covering a story I met a man with long pink-colored hair calling himself "Cassandra", "after the character in Homer's 'The Iliad' who prophesied the truth but whose warnings were not heard."
Most of the people in that town are serious people, a lot of 'em love God and are as friendly as they come. But as one minister I met there put it, "this place is like health-food cereal: filled with nuts."