All Boyz Party

While in Orlando recently, I saw these signs on the doors of a closed restaurant. I can appreciate the explicit directions (name of club, address of club, directions and a landmark), but I wonder about the location. Why were they on a closed restaurant? Did the restaurant close because of the "Boyz"? Is the previous proprietor one of the "Boyz"? Did any non-"Boyz" try to crash the party? Could I become one of the "Boyz" even though I the wrong color and sexual orientation? So many questions…

Fetus at Work!

Sorry for the terrible picture, but I was once again trying to be subtle about the picture taking. In case you are wondering, her shirt reads “Too Young To Be Born.” I guess the child labor laws are verrry lax around here. And just for the record, she was definitely NOT too young to have yet been born.

A Hell of a Bargin

This excellent example of a "What The Foto" comes courtesy of our local Relay for Life. This booth was located right next to us and there was something that just didn’t seem right about that sign. It took Momo to point it out to me: they are offering face PAINING, not PAINTING (click picture for enbiggened goodness). For the low, low price of $1.00 they will inflict pain directly on your face. There are parts of the world where you would have to pay twice that for face paining. Living in the Midwest is great for the budget-conscious masochist.

It's a vending manchine for... To buy... Awww CRAP!

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is actually an iPod vending machine. Deep in the heart of the Atlanta airport lives this machine. In addition to iPods, you can get speakers, headphones or even the random GPS. So if you have a couple of extra hundred bucks burning a hole in your pocket, have I got a place for you to spend it. This may be the first sign of the apocalypse.