I remember reading The Guiness Book of World Records as a child only to have my brain scalded by images never even imagined before. The World's Tallest Man, The World's Fattest Woman, The World's Smallest Human... yes, that was interesting, but it was the other freakshow stuff that startled me and gave me bad dreams at night. I'm not talking about deformities or odd displays of nails driven through arms, or seemingly average men lifting tractors in the air. The freakshow stuff for me was seeing dust mites magnified times 30, or innocent looking bloodcells attacking other blood cells. It was the ordinary, seen from a different perspective that blew my mind.
I watched a show on PBS once that had a camera set up in an average person's bedroom. The lighting changed and then it became clear that more magnification magic was happening. Microscopic bugs crawled over, around, and presumably in the couple's bodies. It still astounds me, really.
Of course, the unexplained is interesting to me as well, but I have not formed any hard conclusions about anything, really. God, St. Elmo's Fire, ETs and UFOs. I'll believe it all, when I see it. But having said that, it doesn't mean that I turn a blind eye to everything that isn't proven. For instance, spontaneous human combustion. Now, there's a topic that fascinated me. Imagine sitting in the lazy-boy watching Jeopardy! and suddenly, PHOOM!!! up you go. I don't think I'd like to buy out that way.
And what about ball lightning? I have not read any confirmed explanation for it, but I swear, I've seen it myself. I was maybe eleven years old, and walking alongside some railroad tracks with my sister. It was almost dusk, and up ahead, there it was. A yellow color at first, that changed to blue bobbed to the left of the tracks. It confused us, because we were in farm country. There were no buildings up ahead, no nearby streets. We watched it hover for a few moments, and it suddenly disappeared. We ran like hell back home, and tried to explain what had happened to our parents. My father suggested that we caught a glare off of a train switch/marker, so the next day, we went back up the tracks again. No markers, nothing reflective of any kind in the area at all. I still don't know what we saw, but I know that it happened.
The ordinary and the unexplained. I could go on and on.