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Vaguely racist-sounding spray!

Dollar Dollar Bill Rug

This is part of a large, copyright-infringing mural outside a dentist’s office featuring Minnie, Mickey, and other Disney characters normally sans teeth shining pearly whites at you. While that’s disturbing enough, showing Pluto brushing his teeth makes him look rabid:
Rabid Pluto

No you're not.
No you’re not.

100% Warranty!
They will even put it in writing and frame it, the coffee’s THAT GOOD.

Looking down at the sidewalk this was inscribed into the concrete:
Murderers

And this is what it was pointing at. I have no idea the story behind this and research yielded scant information, but the church group’s no longer there.
Jesucristo Es El Senor

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Brooklyn Floyd cover
I realized while posting this the image looks just like Pink Floyd’s ‘Animals’ cover, sans pig. Photoshop calls!

Loans building
Quick research shows the pawnbroker symbol is commonly attributed to the Lombard Medici family. Some distant relative slew a giant for Charlemagne using three rocks and the rocks were worked into the family crest. This is an interesting example as the balls are usually dangling in front of the shop inverted, instead of tree-like and flat on a building’s roof.

Homer's Watching
The strong must protect the sweet.

Construction Lady
This was a tile store display window. I thought the lady was a real person and jumped a country mile at first. Then I wondered why the hell a showroom model in construction gear was needed for a tile display.

3-D x 3
3-D x 3!

Pikachu poot
Pikachu looks a little too happy looking up his angrier, larger self’s pants.

I Love Little Pussy
No comment.

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Over the holidays, instead of taking pictures of the family cozy by the fire, or the glittering tree, or presents, or anything closely resembling the concept of ‘holiday’, I shot an entire card’s worth of store photos. Supermarkets, Costco’s, Sam’s Club, mattress stores, you name it.

I could try and pass it off as an artistic statement on viewing Christmas (oops, ‘holidays’) through the lens of consumerism or the nature of community through purchasing, but honestly I’m just impressed by the amount of stuff these places have. An entire aisle dedicated solely to carbonated beverages in varying colors! Row after row of brightly packaged chocolate chip cookies! A whole damn store devoted to cushions to sleep on! And so, here’s some of the shinier photos:


Outside a farmer’s market I saw this sign for ‘Cementary Blankets’, perfect for making sure your departed loved ones stay down.


This was a much cheerier entrance. Just by getting some produce you felt like a big winner.


From here on out Shirley Coconut is my nom de plume.


Texture! It was at this point I got dirty looks from fellow shoppers, as if I was secretly irradiating their producing instead of just taking a picture of it. People take thousands upon thousands of photos of themselves and their friends doing all sorts of questionable activities and post them online for the world to see, but go macro on some tuber roots and security starts trailing you.


It’s funny what ends up in the ‘ethnic’ aisle. ‘Kosher’ goes right between Asian and Hispanic, there was specifically no label above a wide swath of Sylvia brand canned goods, and yet Mexican was its own category. Huh. There was a wonderfully diverse selection of Mexican sodas, including the neon hues of Jarrito and a brand I’d never seen before, Chubby. I presume the name came partly from the wee bottles it came in and partly from what must result after chugging the contents over a childhood. Per usual the flavors were outlandish, including:


Merenguito! I’m guessing it’s a play on words between merengue the dance/music style and meringue the dessert. Mmm, egg white-flavored soda.


Reggae Red! Tastes like Irie! I and I wish they put dreads on the little mascot for this flavor.


And….Cream Scream flavor. I’d write about this but I’m afraid Chris Hanson might drop by and say something. Note the bats!

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I took a brief road trip to Iowa a few weeks back- brief in that we crammed it into one long 16-hour drive so we’d only have to rent the car for one day(economizing!). I took the night shift, since flooring it on mostly empty highways makes me feel more badass than shuffling past RVs and minivans in the daytime.

For those who are addicted to hoity-toity coffee, road journeys have been made slightly more bearable thanks to McCafe. Ordering anything, particularly espresso drinks, from McDonald’s feels weird but the beverages taste EXACTLY the same as Starbucks. Now, I despise Starbucks beverages and more than once have had to request more espresso be added to the glass of coffee-flavored milk they handed me. but on the road Starbucks-esque McCafe drinks homogenized at nearly every rest area are levels up from the take-your-chances coffee at gas stations.

If you’re thinking of scooting across the country in one go, I recommend a solid night’s sleep ahead of time and adding a day to decompress after, since you will feel like you’re coming off a weekend bender waking up from a brief nap after that much driving. We lucked out; rushing to return the car on time, a two hour bonus appeared in the form of a time-zone change and having to return the car at 11 instead of 10. So, when the World’s Largest Truck Stop loomed on the horizon, we had to stop in.

Clearly we were sleep-deprived; we thought this picture the height of comedy.

Of course, we just added the pennies. ‘Cuddles’ was already sitting there with a bunch of other discount crap on a folding table in the middle of a giant truck stop. Creepier with or without the coinage? You be the judge.

It wouldn’t be a proper truck stop without stuff to trick your truck out with (try saying that one fast), and this place delivered in a ridiculous way:


You could even climb into one of two sample trucks, chromed out to the max and larger on the inside than some apartments I’ve had.

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If there is one thing the internet is awesome at, it’s sharing media, mostly ill-gotten. Also viewing hilarious and adorable kitten pictures, but that’s another post. Several things have been of cheer this week, and goodness me, they are all available on the internet!

First up is ‘You’ve Got To Do It’, by Mister Rogers, off of the delightful Mister Rogers Music Mix from Way Out Junk, a very comprehensive collection of early and later Rogers songs. It’s not saccharine or condescending, just a simple song telling you if you want to get something done you must get out there and do it! Simple, and yet so very effective, particularly if you’re anything like me and it’s coming from a man whose soothing voice was a permanent fixture of your childhood. A sampling of the lyrics:

If you want to ride a bicycle and ride it straight and tall, it’s you who have to try it…it’s you who has to fall….sometimes….
If you want to ride a bicycle and ride it straight and tall…you have to do it! Every little bit! you have to to do it, do it, do it, then when you’re through, you’ll know who did it, because you did it, you did it, you did it.

It’s more low-key than Andrew W.K. but no less positive. Also included in the Mix are songs demonstrating Mister Rogers’ uncanny ability to read his audience’s fears, including one about how your limbs won’t fall off like your doll’s can, and another called ‘Everybody’s Fancy’ that reassures your body is fancy inside and out, and if you’re born a girl/boy, you stay a girl/boy and won’t suddenly switch.

Next we have Mystery Science Theater 3000, gotten on the cheap volume by volume from my local library (yes, that’s a plug. Your local library is chock full of resources, including free movies and bizarre collections donated by eccentric benefactors!) I just finished enjoying “The Atomic Brain”, with such gem lines as “Knit one, purl DIE!!!” before a knitting needle stabbing, and featuring the worst English accent ever, INCLUDING both Keeanu Reeves AND Wynona Rider in “Bram Stoker’s Dracula”. Full episodes are totally all over YouTube: I highly recommend “Progress Island” (last I checked it was still called Puerto Rico), and the full movies “Hobgoblins”(“It’s the ’80′s! Do a lot of coke and vote for Ronald Regan!”), “Puma Man” (“PUMAS CAN’T FLY!”) and “Space Mutiny” (“RAILING KILL!”). Below is one of my favorites, though that’s partially due to repeated high school viewings. Some friends of mine liked it so much they actually had a band called ‘Rowsdower’:

The Final Sacrifice

This one you can actually watch in its entirety. Hooray!

The Home Economics Story

The Internet Archive has recently added a bunch of intriguingly-named movies to its Sci-Fi/Horror Archive- with just an internet connection you too can watch “Werewolf Woman”, “Carnival of Souls”(if you’re too cheap to spring for the Criterion version), “The Vampire’s Night Orgy”, “Breakout From Oppression” (sounds like a Lifetime movie), and “Cathy’s Curse” (yes, the curse involves blood; no, it’s not an educational film).

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