Amen, brother, preach it!
In the Cantina, weird is on a sliding scale.
See, that is something I think a lot of writers need to learn. Weird is an adjective, and as you say, especially in the Cantina it is on a sliding scale. But this is true everywhere else as well, we are just more extreme.
The following is not meant to be rude or insulting to anyone, please don't interpret it in that manner.
True story:
I worked the graveyard shift at 7/11 when I was 20/21. One of the regular customers played the pipe organ at a semi-famous local pizza place. He was very large. He must have weighed 300 lbs. I never asked.
The weight thing has a bearing here, be patient. After a few months of talking, he told me he wanted to introduce me to his sister who was single. I declined, but only because he was a customer and I really didn't know him all that well, besides I had a serious case of lust for a co-worker. Then he told me she was a "little plump".
This one stopped me. At the time I was 6'2" and about 135 lbs. He was about 5'10" and about 300 lbs. His meaning for
plump and my meaning for
plump were probably quite different. This day drove home that use of adjectives can be dangerous. I only recently thought to apply it to writing fiction, but I have used it in more formal stuff in college. It is one good reason to cut your adjective when they aren't needed. You are quite possibly giving the reader too much leeway in interpretation.