I just don't understand this stop sign. Who needs to be told to stop at the end of a cul de sac? Drunk teenagers? I see signs like this in every suburban neighborhood I find myself in. I was half tempted to drive my car around so that it was parked in the scrub behind the sign.
I stopped to get gas and spent the whole time wondering what a chack was while the gas was pumping.
I really wanted to use the rest room non-accordingly, but I couldn't think of what that might be, except for maybe bathroom sex and I was short a partner at the time.
It was an excellent weekend full of baseball, sun, tantrums, and black eyes. I will tell you about it someday when I am far, far removed from it.
Black eyes?!
ReplyDeleteHow DO you use a rest room non-accordingly?
This is such a great collection of randomness.
I like the alphabet photo series. It's a great idea... you may see it stolen at some point.