The world is full of weird. And we are trained to avoid it and to hide it. The absence of its embrace is evident in all of our routines and haunts. I’m sure that we would be happier if the world looked more like five spilled paint cans, after 10 happy dogs and children scampered through it and touched everything in their path with their polychromatic fingers. Or if your neighbors skipped along the sidewalk instead of walking with their heads down, if you rode a unicycle to work, if plaid were mandatory at parties, and all ties were required to be able to squirt water…