Yesterday Daddy, the dogs, and girls drug my lifeless body to the park to have a picnic lunch.  As usual, the park was busy, but it was different this time.  I caught a glimpse of a kid with face makeup that looked like Heath Ledger’s Joker, then a couple other kids with face makeup that was reminiscent of KISS or something along those lines, but not really, more disturbing.  All of the kids were mid to late teens on up with some adults thrown in.   Three of the adults came over to see our dogs and to say hi to the girls.  I had to politely ask the woman if she could keep her cigarette away from Littlest because of her lungs.  They all were really nice and chatted quite a while.  One guy obviously was on something.  They finally went back to their group.  Every once in a while a kid would start a chant, like a military cadence, but more anarchist-like.  One guy was yelling profanities as he was walking by our table and when he saw the girls he apologized for his language.  Decent kid - It was weird.  We finally left when one of the adults pulled out a huge knife and was trying to throw it to pop a balloon that another guy was holding. 

**** - Motorcycle gang (Think Hells Angels) residing mainly in Washington and Oregon