Friday, October 31, 2008

Bathroom Invasion

This was spotted at the local deep-fried fish chain restaurant. Whenever I see a sign like this, I have to wonder to myself, “how many times did someone get intruded on before management got involved?” The bathroom is a “one-holer” so it should be common sense to lock the door in any case. I do like the fact that it is a command, rather than a request. This implies that one would get in trouble if one failed to lock the door upon entering. Perhaps management would be forced to eject the offender for not to following their policy. That would make for an interesting police blotter: “11:32 AM: Local man removed from restaurant for failing to lock restoom door.”

Thursday, October 23, 2008

The Definition of a WTFoto

Wow. Just really, wow. This beauty is a piece of “art” that currently stands outside of The Elk Hunter’s previous place of employ. Seriously, I have no idea what to say about it. Apparently art has devolved into gigantic (it’s close to 10 feet tall) cartoon-ish insect statues. I’m not sure what the sign says. It may be the “artist’s” name. It might be a sales tag. Then again, it could be an apology.

Monday, October 20, 2008

What's In a Name?, Part Deux

Standard disclaimer: my phone camera sucks. I’ve passed this business many times and this sign never fails to make me laugh. So why did it take me so long to get a picture of it up here? If you can’t make it out (click to enbiggen) it is the shingle sign for one Dr. Hug, Chiropractor. “So, you say your back is bothering you. Well, come over here and let me get my arms around you…” ***CRACK***

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

A Whole New Meaning of “Porking”

The town where I live has an annual BBQ/music festival, and I’m usually on one of the pit crews. It is a lot of fun and provides for some excellent people watching. Whilst out on a foray during the last one, I stumbled across this vendor’s trailer. It certainly is funny, but there is a decided creepiness about it. I’m not sure if it is the blonde’s smile, the camera-pig’s leer, the beer-bottle-shaped barbeque bottles, or the fact that the flasher is apparently missing 7 pairs of mammary glands. Perhaps it’s the implication of what exactly the proprietors are doing to their pigs.

Friday, October 10, 2008

What’s in a Name?

I like to consider myself pretty much unbiased when it comes to names, but even I have my limits. I present exhibit A: please note the second sign from the right (click to enbiggen for closer examination). There are some names that just were not intended for public office. For example, any that have the word “trickey” in them. On the other hand, I’m not sure that simply “Bunnie Cotten" would garner much serious consideration either.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

In Case of Bovine Vampire…

Merriam-Webster defines the word “stake” as:

1: a pointed piece of wood or other material driven or to be driven into the ground as a marker or support
2: a: a post to which a person is bound for execution by burning b: execution by burning at a stake
3: a: something that is staked for gain or loss b: the prize in a contest c: an interest or share in an undertaking or enterprise
4: a Mormon territorial jurisdiction comprising a group of wards

So, unless this product is designed to pounded in the ground, included in a fiery death, used in gambling or involved in a Later-Day Saints land claim, perhaps the manufacturer selected a less-than-appropriate name.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

When You Can Make a Business Out of Your Interests...

This fine establishment is located just south of our state's capitol in the small town whose name rhymes with “Does Neato.” The owner is obviously an enterprising soul who decided one day that his myriad of passions could be melded into a single business. And so “Mr. O’s” was born! I have been in this store (once) to purchase the first item listed and, believe me, it is just as weird inside as you would imagine. While the “antiques” are located in a separate room, the hardware and candles are interspersed with other convenience store items (candy, chips, toilet paper, canned goods, etc.). What pulls the whole thing together are the taxidermy animals placed randomly throughout the place. I was in such a hurry to leave, I cannot attest to the claim of "Great Prices!"