Cleaning off my phone

[cyrano]

This is stuff that, over the past... couple of months, has collected on my phone. Now I share it with you. However, what I did *not* capture on film is this: Down the street from the house is a Coney* place. They sell soft-serve icecream, and as a further advertisement of their menu, they had somebody carve them a four foot tall wooden mailbox shaped like a soft serve ice cream cone.

Only... it wasn't painted. So it looked like a four foot tall artistically piled turd. Not the most appetising customer draw, I thought, but the source of endless juvenile amusement. At least until I got thrown out of the car.
The nub of my gist here is that they finally painted it before I could get a picture of this coprotarian delight. So you lose.


FISH!!

So I ordered a fish sandwich, and I didn't think it was any great shakes, but I gotta say that our server, Marv, really digs fish. If I were less lazy, I would have gone into Paint and drawn a little red circle around where it says "FISH!!" but honestly, it's not that funny.


This is one surprised bear.

On my way to visit my parents, I stopped by Salt Lake City to extend the family reunion with a visit to my brother. I think I mentioned the Red Iguana with the yummy foods. While we were waiting, though, I noticed a sign for a 'fairy garden' which was immediately most fascinating. Unfortunately, the sign was really the most fascinating thing about it. A run down hotel with a run down garden with some concrete/fiberglass fanciful creatures frolicking through it. Or, not so much frolicking as morosely peering through the wrought iron fence pleading for the sweet release of death. Except for this bear. I have no idea what it would take to shock a bear to this extent, but something had pierced the world weariness that coated his fur like road dust, because he was horrified by something. The.... more juvenile of you may suspect that it involves Soopriez Buttsects.


Intruder Alert

One of the times when I've gone out and danced in the rain, I took off my shirt and hat and left them to dry over a candle stick. There will come a dark night when I walk into my room and, out of the corner of my eye, catch this figure limned in the light from the bedroom window and I will either give it the beating it so richly deserves or I will scream like Jaime Lee Curtis and flee back down the hall.


PS: I have thunder and lighting right now.

*In the local parlance, 'Coney' has a rather wide sweep of field, from a little lunch shack with scary floors to a Chili's style eatery. The designation indicates that they sell 'Coneys', which have tenuous if any connection to Coney Island. The important thing is that they be a hot dog served with mustard and a substance something like chili.

Comments

[tersa.livejournal.com]

The fish of the day is trout a la creme.

I admit, the first thing I thought of was 'surprise buttsecks!!!!'

I'm betting on scream like Jaime Lee Curtis. Sorry, hun. :)

I enjoyed the photos and their captions. :) :) :)

(Plus, hah! Vindication. I was mentioning your Pattycake shirt to esmerel this past weekend, as they were only able to find one Jessica Rabbit souvenir in all of Disneyland when they went there a few weeks ago. And it was a fridge magnet. :P)

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Hey now. The only reason for going with the screaming option would be because I was disarmed--my bokken is still resting by the bed. (:

(And the shirt is still a winner.)

[tersa.livejournal.com]

When the shirt manages to disarm you, it's really time to run. :)

[roseneko.livejournal.com]

You might've noticed how Brian tends to wear his hat, with his glacier goggles sitting on the brim. Apparently one time he was doing some work in a crawlspace and had set the hat roughly at eye-level on a nearby ladder. A few minutes later, he hears someone bump into the ladder and go "Oh, excuse me, sir!" Poking his head out, he asks "Who're you talking to?" and the newcomer says, in the most embarrassed voice ever, "Your hat."

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Brian gets the best stories.
(I'm glad I did a bored LJ scroll--I'm not getting email updates, and seeing your smiling face makes my day.)

[tamago.livejournal.com]

That bear is wearing the "Ooops! Poopy." look that Teo wore once when he had asked to go potty and we couldn't get him on the toilet fast enough and while my back was turned to put his pants on the countertop, he managed to poop all over the floor. That's that look.

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Entirely possible. I couldn't get around back for a proper investigation. Thus, the question "Does a bear shit in a fairy garden" remains itchingly unanswered.

[emmymau.livejournal.com]

Coney dogs = love.