I was going about my business mowing the lawn, when I came across this incredible mutated dandelion. It must have had about a dozen flowers fused together onto one massive stem. I hastily removed it from my lawn, fearing any potential for it to grow into another Audrey II from The Little Shop of Horrors. Ironically, one of my neighbors has an uncanny resemblance to Rick Moranis, and for just a moment, I thought it would make perfect sense to lob it into his yard and observe the fallout. Alas, I began to recall scenes from the movie, and I ultimately decided that the world, or at least my immediate neighborhood, would be a better place sans Audrey III.
Whew! Well, I haven’t been giving the blog much love lately. All of my non-kid, waking hours have been consumed with two major projects, neither of which are blog worthy. Although I intend to post more regularly, please keep in mind that even when I’m not actively blogging, you can still see what I’m up to via Twitter.
As an update to my telephone pole fail post several months ago, I’ve been noticing more and more interesting utility pole situations, so I’ve continued to snap pictures whenever possible. I think this now qualifies as a hobby, and a rather odd one at that.
I’m not sure why I’ve been fascinated by these. I guess it’s just fun trying to imagine the story and thought processes for how these things are thrown together. As a child, I remember staring out of the backseat car window (pre-Nintendo Gameboy) during very long family car rides, and becoming totally entranced by the telephone lines zipping by. I’d watch the lines swing from pole to pole, measuring out the intervals of cable just like a steady pulse in music, until car sickness began to rear it’s ugly head, breaking the hypnotic pattern.
So, is this common in your neck of the woods? Do you care? Odd as it is, I’m interested to see what you can find in your area, so send some of your own photos my way!
Sometime around Halloween I noticed a cool road sign on my morning commute. Someone had added some sort of graffiti or decal to a sign that seemed to have made it into an eerie haunted mansion sitting atop a hill. I found it to be quite fantastic! I wondered how long it would remain, since it was certainly illegal and would surely be reported to the Department of Transportation. It probably wouldn’t last more than a few days.
Well, weeks went by, and I continued my daily drive-by of the haunted mansion on the hill, always trying to glean a closer look through the darkness of early morning. Christmas is almost here now, and yet the haunted mansion road sign still remains!
I just drove by the sign in actual daylight for the first time, and to my horror, it became evident that it was actually a “yield ahead” sign that had been oddly boarded up. The whole thing was an optical illusion! I felt cheated. I thought that darn haunted mansion sign was so cool, but it was really just my dumb imagination all along.
You know what, though? I can’t be the only person that saw something that wasn’t really there – something better than what was actually there. Having an open mind and being imaginative is a good thing. It’s something I hope to see in my own children. So promise not to tell my kids, because if we should ever drive by this particular road sign at night, they will be warned about how the scariest haunted mansion in the entire world is right around the bend.
Just a dancing ostrich recorded on a family trip to a local wildlife park. I think he liked us.
Came across one of these bad boys the other day. Man, I fed a lot of bills into these growing up. I haven’t seen one in sooo long but yet I still remember every detail. Remember what it felt like to feed a $5 bill in there? A great day at the arcade indeed!
I’m thankful for being a dad, and moments like these. At this moment, nothing in the world matters except leaf crumpling. Do you remember when life was this simple?
Man, this candy house at Hershey’s Chocolate World puts my Sweet Tooth candy art to shame! Time to up the ante!