Taylor The Latte Boy

I was reminded of this song at a talent show tonight and was happy for the reminder. Hope it makes you smile too.

Funny signs

Long time ago, I posted a sign that caught my attention. Somebody must have taken it as a challenge because the funny, quirky and downright odd signs started appearing everywhere we traveled. So rather than just sit giggling quietly to myself, here's a few to share:

(Kimberley, BC)

(One of a series of Manitoba safety signs)

(Saskatoon, SK - read carefully...)

(Kimberley, BC again - The name says it all, don't you think? I still have no idea what 'The Gilded Goat' is/does/sells...)

(Columbia, MO - there's a reason this actually makes sense, I just can remember it.)

(Kenora, ON)

(Brain the size of a walnut, eh?)

(Colorado Springs, CO - nice welcoming sign that was posted at the Garden of the Gods - right beside some advice on how to avoid being hit by lightening.)

(Hays, KS)


(Erie, PA - On the other side of this store is a bright yellow Jelly Belly billboard with a reader board directly underneath that said "Machetes, knives, swords, ...)

And one of my personal favorites...

(Hayes, KY)

This stuff just writes itself some days!

A shout out for Dads!

I know it's not Father's Day but there's a hundred and one reasons to give dads a shout out whenever. There is nothing cooler, more endearing, and (dare I say) sexier than a great dad. (Feel the need to insert something here about "just not your own dad - eeeewww!" but will hope common sense inserts that automatically for you.)

Here's a couple of my all-time favorite dad vids - so perfect!!





Keep up the good work, dads!!

I missed Blissed

I already mentioned that we recently finished a vacation odyssey. It was a fabulous trip (fab, fab, fab) - in total we covered 6 provinces and 15 states. 7500 miles of driving. Lots of friends and family. Lots of strangers. Long time on the road but also not long enough.

In looking back, there's one disappointment though.

I missed Blissed.


They were on the road and we had a (granted slim) chance to hook up with them somewhere in northern Pennsylvania. But time and tide and all that stuff meant we missed them by about 40 feet. Or three hours, depending on how you look at it. It was late, they were trying to get home, yada, yada ...

A few people might be surprised to hear that this is a group I would be willing to meet in a dark parking lot. Even a dark alley. But it still didn't work out.

And now I find out they're launching a new CD soon. MAN!!

So here's a sneak peak at the cover. Not autographed or anything. But still...


Keep an eye out. They may be driving past your place in the dark, too.

These are my favorite (Canadian) things

We've just returned from a vacation that covered more of Canada that usual. It was an odyssey. The funnest part was walking into a store and saying "Oh, yeah!!!" when something that we haven't seen in awhile was on the shelf.

So we've compiled a short list of some of our favorite Canadian things. (I know, some are available across various borders but not where I live.)

What tops the list?

Coffee Crisp (It's really the only way I do coffee.)

Lynch's Honey Mustard Sauce

Bird Custard Powder

Old Dutch Ketchup chips (and Creamy Dill, too - thanks, Julie, for the introduction)

Aero Bar (not so much the Bubbles, though)

Iced tea (real iced tea, not just tea that has been iced!) - particular favorite: No Name California Blend iced tea mix. The irony is almost as delicious as the iced tea.

SHREDDIES!! (The diamond thing? Really! Don't need it.)

Boston Pizza (only the Canadian ones, though. The US ones did something nasty with their menu. And the service typically stinks.)

Nanaimo squares

Creamed honey - preferably from Podolski Honey Farm (it's so good even customs' officials don't let it through)

Ozonol (the best thing for a red tissue-buffed nose EVER)

Matrimonial cake

Barq's Red Cream Soda


There's a few I've probably forgotten but if you are ever not sure what to put in my Christmas package or have a little more room in your suitcase, maybe put this list on the fridge.

I'm just saying...

Hotel showers & other strange weather

I've been doing some traveling lately. This year has had more time on the road than usual, in fact. And it has confirmed a suspicion of mine:

Hotel showers are like weather systems.

It's like this:

You can pretty much be certain that in most hotels in North America there will be a shower in the bathroom. (Occasionally, it's beyond the bathroom but that's a statistical rarity.) Likewise, most places in North America have weather.

People always try to predict the weather. "Red sky at night, sailor's delight" and that sort of thing. Some people even get paid to predict the weather: "Tonight's forecast is sunny with scattered lightening and big gloomy clouds." (This type of weather is perfectly possible in Kentucky, by the way.) Paid or not, there is pretty much an equal rate of success.

I've learned that some hotels will also predict their shower's capacity. Holiday Inn Express, for example, appear to have invested in some heavy duty showerheads that prompted an entire line of postcards. (Photo to come after I've dried my hands off. - (later) okay, that's it up in the corner...) Others promise downpours in the morning but the best you get is a heavy mist. Mist in the weather makes my hair curl. Mist as the shower makes my toes curl.

Some hotels fool you with those "space-adding" curtain rods but an actual curtain that leaves you feeling like you're fighting a ghost in a lo-budget remake of "Psycho" as it clings to your legs. Others use an exhaust fan that threatens to suck the curtain right off the shower bar.

And some wise guys, thinking a fan is too big an expense or that ventilation is a waste of time, put in heat lamps - you know the red bulbs that make you think a lizard was the last one to use the room? Or that the room doubles as a greenhouse for the local nursery when they can't dupe anyone into paying for it? I've never understood the logic of those bulbs. "Let's take a room that will get hot and steamy (depending on the capacity of the hotel's hot water tank and the tendency of the temperature to drop if a neighbor flushes the toilet) and add HEAT so it will let the air hold MORE moisture and turn that morning pick-me-up into a sauna instead!" And ironically, humid areas seem more likely to think this is a good idea. The chronic weather conditions of an area are, oddly enough, often reflected in the local restrooms of the area hotels.

So do I have a point? No. But unfortunately I am a slave to my morning routine. And if two teaspoons of shampoo and a bald pipe gushing out of the wall are all that's available to me, I'll have to pretend.

But don't expect to see me in any of my vacation pictures.

Two - for - one

I love a good sale. (LOVE a good sale.)

But reality says that if I don't need it, it doesn't matter how deep the discount it. (Right, honey?)

Like the ad I saw last week -

2 for 1!!
Just what Dad wants for Father's Day!!

What were they selling? Recliners. You know, the oversized chairs that lay back and (depending on your budget and your Dad) vibrate, play music, cool your canned drinks and drive you to the airport.

Does Dad really want TWO recliners? How would that work? One for each foot? And does everyone really have the floor space for TWO recliners for Dad?

I thought that was really the all-time silliest idea I'd seen spring from the current economy (not including any government "recovery" plans, of course) until I saw this:


This is an honest to goodness sign on a road out of my town.

Aren't cemeteries in a "sure thing" market? Like gasoline or groceries? "The only two things in life that are certain are death and taxes"? Somehow the idea of a cemetery site sale is oddly disturbing to me. And hysterically funny, too. Sort of like having the giggles at a funeral.

It's a great sale, though ... (what do you think, honey?)