Have You Ever Held a Homemade Sign Over Your Head?
While I was driving home from work on Sunday night (actually Monday morning), I went past a mysterious house not too far from ours. It’s an old farm house that’s probably been standing for 150 years, and many nights it’s lighted from top to bottom. It’s incredibly bright, like they have a Hollywood spotlight running wide-open in every room.
I’ve asked Toney about this place, but she doesn’t know anything about it, either. At one point I was convinced it was an old folks’ home, or an assisted living residence for Alzheimer’s patients, but that was before I started seeing the lights on in every room at 2:30 am. That development rendered my theories null and void.
And on Sunday I did a full double-take as I went past, because there were five or six people outside doing yard work. In the middle of the night! It looked like they were raking and laying in mulch, and doing all manner of intense landscaping.
I mean, what the hell? It’s baffling to me. After I gave up on the Alzheimer’s idea, I thought somebody might be cooking crystal meth in there. But the place is really well-maintained, and now I see all this nocturnal gardening? It just doesn’t make any sense.
Any ideas? I seriously don’t know, and welcome your thoughts. One of these days I’m just going to stop and ask. There are always people around. It’s weird, man.
Yesterday I decided to rent a new post office box, since the ten year run with good ol’ Box 4 in Olyphant came to an abrupt and ugly end. I couldn’t decide which town to choose, and almost went with Chinchilla. But Toney said that sounds “stupid,” so I opted for Clarks Summit.
I went there armed with my properly completed application, two forms of ID (driver’s license and passport), and my debit card in my left front pocket. And the guy at the counter said, “Whoa! It’s somebody who’s prepared! Somebody who actually read the instructions!! Do you know how rare this is?!”
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. I’m painfully aware that I am a member of a dying breed. Every time I go to Target or the grocery store or Sam’s or Best Buy… I’m reminded. And my colon just did the wave, while I was thinking about it.
Anyway, I was assigned PO Box 88, which is kinda cool. I’ve got no problem with 88, that’s a good number. 87 of 86 would’ve been a letdown, but I like the balance and look of 88.
And now I’m back in business. I can start collecting pizza coupons and Wal-Mart circulars, just like the good ol’ days. …I’m sorry, I’m getting a little emotional here.
Of course I’ve still got some renovations to do, and some light decorating. I’m thinking about lining Box 88 in granite, and maybe adding some recess lighting in the roof. What do you think?
How else could I improve my new mailbox? Help me out, won’t you? Use the comments link below.
And finally, I have a Question suggested by Metten. He wants me to ask if any of you have ever made a sign, and displayed it at a sporting event. He sent this suggestion from last night’s Kansas City Royals game, and was apparently surrounded by signs at the time. I just don’t know.
We can expand the question to include any kind of event: sports, concerts, parades, political rallies, demonstrations, or anything of the sort. Have you ever made and held a sign over your head? Or draped it off the upper deck, or whatever? I haven’t. I’m not really a sign kind of guy. But what about you?
And since we’re on the subject, there was a couple outside the post office yesterday with all sorts of anti-Obama signage. One said “Obama Needs Therapy!” (wtf?) and another featured a doctored photo of the president with a Hitler mustache.
I don’t much care for political kooks, on either end of the spectrum. And when these two tried to start a conversation with me, I gave them a dismissive wave of the hand and kept walking. Like I’m going to stop and talk to crazy people…
As I entered the building, the woman started screeching belligerence in my direction, something about the Glass-Steagall Act. What the? To random people in Clarks Summit, PA, on a Monday afternoon? The Glass-Steagall Act?
During the Bush years I treated the lefty versions of these two in exactly the same way. A kook is a kook in my book. They’re so far to the left and the right, they’re wrapping around and meeting in the middle, or something. Sheesh.
Anyway, back to the question… Have you ever made and displayed a sign at some kind of crowded public event? Maybe “We love you Woody!” at a Bay City Rollers show, or something? Tell us about it, won’t you?
And I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!
Filed under: Daily
Good Afternoon Surf Reporters……
[Reply]
JC3 wins again
[Reply]
Turd, toid, or third?
[Reply]
There was one time, and only one time I held a hand made sign above my head. It said “Will Work for Food”.
Then the day laborers made me get off their corner. Kind of embarrassing.
[Reply]
I made a sign/banner for the US Soccer World Cup qualifying game in DC last October. A player had been nearly killed in a car accident the night before. People were showing their support by holding up the players number. I made a banner with his number and the initials of the girl killed in the accident. After the game, Landon Donovan came and got it from me and carried it around the field while they were celebrating qualifying for the World Cup.
Pic of me painting it at the bar before the game:
http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iRyhklL9CuGoYs2Fzm6PIQ?feat=directlink
Donovan with it after the game:
http://cdn.picapp.com/ftp/Images/2/5/1/7/Landon_Donovan_3b3a.JPG
[Reply]
GO!!!
[Reply]
I believe it said “I Love My Woody”, but you were close.
jtb
OB12
[Reply]
Top 10!
Jeff, could they be burying bodies?
My friend made a sign when we all went to a Mets game “It’s A Cinch With Lynch” and we found out after holding the sign for a few innings that Lynch wasn’t even pitching that day. This was in the early 80s. We all felt like a bunch of turd hats.
#88 – isn’t that the number of keys on a piano? I think you need a nice candelabra in your new mailbox.
[Reply]
@ Erin – very cool! Nice pics.
[Reply]
Maybe they don’t like doing yard work in the crushing humidity? Maybe they work nights and you’re catching them at the beginning or end of their day?
Signs. We have a nice collection of anit-choice kooks who protest outside a clinic in my town. Perfectly fine with them expressing their opinion but I don’t need a 4 foot square color picture of an aborted fetus waved in my child’s face while I’m waiting for the lights to change.
Anyway, I have considered making a “WE ARE MORANS” sign and standing among them.
[Reply]
Actually, I was surrounded by sign-waving douches.
[Reply]
Do you not recognize a house full of vampires when you see one? Sheesh – do NOT get out of your car near that place at night!
[Reply]
I have no idea what is going on in the creepy old building near your house, but your story reminded me of a time early in high school when a friend’s father caught us sneaking out of his bedroom window at around 1 a.m. I don’t remember where we were even going. We weren’t particularly cool, so I know we weren’t going to meet up with girls or anything of the sort. We were probably going to go down to the end of his cul-de-sac and smoke cigarettes and make epic declarations of how many girls we were going to get once we could drive, or something equally lame. Anyhow, his father caught us before we were even out of the yard and said, “alright, if you two want to stay up all night, that’s fine by me. I need some yard work done.” He brought out a huge spotlight, a couple of rakes, and a tarp. Then he said, “front and back yard, have at it.” So, we stayed up until the wee hours of the morning raking his dad’s lawn, likely freeing up his dad’s Saturday in the process. The next morning his dad got up, peeked out the front and back windows, looked at us as we ate our cheerios and said simply, “looks good.” It was never brought up again.
I’ve never held up a sign and a concert, sporting event, etc. I live in perpetual fear of being “that guy.”
[Reply]
That guy, you know the amoeba like orb IT guy at work, just said something that almost made ham chunks fly out of my nose:
Division Chief: Hey “IT Guy” I need the students’ access passwords reset today, sometime.
IT Guy: Okay, okay, I’ll start work on it, but you know I have a meeting…appointment with that guy, you know, that guy, the ass doctor.
HA!
[Reply]
I pass an old abandoned bar, that was once an old abandoned funeral home everyday to and from work. Sometimes the light by the front door is on and sometimes it is off. I think it is a transfer point for illegal’s, because every time the light is on the Border Patrol circles it like buzzards.
[Reply]
Perhaps your nocturnal neighbors are all allergic to the sun. Then again, you could have an X-Files level inbred family living there who cannot show their hideously deformed faces in the light of day and would gladly torture you to death in their deplorable rat-infested basement if you threaten to reveal their secret life online. Sleep well!
[Reply]
I was going to suggest some tasteful track lighting for your PO box but you would probably snag all those ads from the Scooter Store and AARP on it so no. Maybe you could hang a miniature of The Scream on the back wall. Freak out the box stuffer.
I once had to walk a picket line and hold a sign if I wanted to get that big strike pay. Does that count? Other than that I am not a sign waver. What a waste of time.
[Reply]
If you put recessed lighting in you will have to rent the box above you, you will have to rent it as well for the electronics and space. I don’t think it is worth it.
I’ve always liked the idea of filling a mailbox full of cement, or putting garbage in it. Mailboxes are like government funded glory holes.
[Reply]
Went to see Fast Freddy and the Playboys and held up a sign that said “I spent the night with Fast Freddy & the Playboys” They gave me a lap dance and a shirt with that slogan on it to wear over my six-month pregnant belly. They loved it!!!!
[Reply]
That house sounds like Schrute Farms.
I admit to nighttime gardening. During the summers I have my kid all day and can’t get anything done. When she is picked up at 5 I eat dinner and then get to work on the yard. It sucks, but with the heat wave it makes yard work tolerable. I had to set up some flood lights the other night to finish some cement work. sheesh, my neighbors must think I am insane.
I am with you on the kooks. My friends that are so far entrenched on either side always insist their kooks are better or “misunderstood”. We need to bring back FAIR constitutional literacy tests for all voters. Or just let the kooks vote in their own election, like little kids do.
Never made a serious homemade sign. I did make one that said “Jeff Kay thinks you are straight” this year for the Johnny Bench Award. However, I forgot about the award ceremony and missed it.
[Reply]
Jeff,
It wasn’t the hippie pony-tailed postman, was it? Oh, I could tell ya a thing or two.
Anyway, the night workers are just beating the heat by working at night.
[Reply]
Tank – great story! That dad is awesome.
S.Freak – at least they are polite vampires who don’t neglect their yard and bring property values down.
Signs – When I was 9 or so, I marched with my mom while she was on strike. I carried a sign, but I don’t remember if I made it or not.
In high school, our hockey team won the state championship (in MN, this is a very, very big deal) and we all had signs. I think I was in a row with a letter spelling out our school name.
[Reply]
jeff I think you should make a sign that says “what the hell is going on here?” and stand outside said house until you get some answers.
[Reply]
The new P.O. box needs a velvet rope.
[Reply]
Your P.O. Box ain’t shit unless it has stainless steel appliances. I think I saw that on House Hunters last night…
[Reply]
I agree with S. Freak – first thought: vampires.
[Reply]
Line #88 in mink, Jeff.
[Reply]
It must be a cult.
[Reply]
The hockey team my son played for last season was REALLY good and they won a bunch of games by a very wide margin. We as fans made huge signs and had all sorts of noise makers we’d drag along to every game. We would dance and scream and wave those signs after every goal. We were hated throughout the region. By far the loudest, rowdiest group I’ve ever seen at a youth hockey game. I can’t believe there weren’t any brawls. If someone from the other team said anything we’d just cheer louder.
[Reply]
Jeff,
Maybe your night workers have a sun allergy.
[Reply]
Your mailbox needs a disco ball and a fog machine. That would be cool.
I was in the Chicago marathon last year and my kids all made signs that said “GO Daddy!”, along with about 100 million other people. I can’t believe the real Go Daddy guys weren’t in on that.
Speaking of that, I’m pissed at all the hype around their ads. Too hot for TV? hardly. I was hoping to see more of Danika, but was sadly disappointed. I’ve seen more on the afternoon soaps.
[Reply]
@icecycle – reminds me of a joke. A guy goes to the proctologist, and as he is being examined the Dr. says something to the nurse. She goes out and comes back a minute later with a beer. The doctor looks at her and says, “No, I asked for a Butt Light!”
[Reply]
I’m voting for sun allergy.
[Reply]
You should consider installing some “indoor plumbing” in that mailbox.
I have hoisted a sign reading “I (heart) Benji” at every Good Charlotte concert that I have ever attended.
[Reply]
Erin – that was a really nice gesture. You’re very pretty. The last reporter I saw here was T-storm having fun at a ball game on a man-date so your’s was a nice diversion. (anybody know if I used that apostrophe correctly? Spell check suggested you’s)
Jeff, for your gov”t funded glory hole (nice I-66) I think you need what any man cave needs. A urinal. In fact, you probably don’t need to change it in any way to accomplish that.
Plus every new place needs an Ikea book shelf… I think either the billy… or the flornst…or perhaps flarfeengran…maybe even the tik? so many options!!
I used to bring signs in to church all the time and sit in the front row (the spash zone for the elderly salivating priest). I’d have things like
- kick the devil’s ass
- Austin 3:16
- Go Jesus Go
- Our nuns are HAWT HAWT HAWT
- I’d hang with JC (see what I did there?)
- Sin Mon – Sat, repent on Sunday, lather rinse repeat!!!!
- I’d walk a mile for a wafer
It didn’t always go over too well.
I honestly don’t get the binary political system all y’all have sometimes. It seems to be all or nothing; R or D; right or wrong; Obama’s fault or Bush’s fault; Obama’s wars or Bush’s wars… It’s a little frustrating to try and figure out…. what I do hate about it the most is that my brother gets all his political views verbatim from Fox News – and dismisses any other possible viewpoints. There’s nothing better than when he freely offers his (Fox news’) opinions… as for the kooks on the street I’m sure they’re nice people that just need a little killing.
Thank god we finished all the “quote” stuff yesterday. I have whiplash and a headache from all the emphasis I put on “every” “single” “word”.
[Reply]
Tilly – funny!
Gonad – I used to play my trumpet at every break and certainly after every goal. I’ve had refs tell me to leave; people send their kid’s over because they were too scared to ask me to stop; and my favorite – Grandmas tell me to “shove that fucking horn up my fucking ass” (for the record, my trumpet is a virgin).
Jeff!!! I got it. A stripper pole.
Lee Harvey – you were first – I was too long winded.
[Reply]
Put a Jack-in-the-Box in ol’ 88. Some post office box stuffer will shit bricks when they open that door.
No signs held here. I hate carrying shit around at a place like that. It would be a nuisance. When we were at Jamboree in the Hills 2 weeks ago, all the chicks in the front row were holding signs up to the performers like Trace Adkins, Dierks Bently, Blake Shelton……”Marry Me!”, “Fuck Me!”, “I’m Easy!!”….or some dumb shit. All hoping to be the next queen of their doublewide trailer.
[Reply]
Eight most auspicious number and will bring you much luck. Double eight bring you big luck long time.
Maybe the creatures of the night were worm hunting for fishing? Maybe someone dropped an ear ring they really wanted to find? Their kid came home and forgot about a school project that called for bags of leaves for first thing in the morning?
Nah, the others are right, they were probably burying the hobo they killed for blood in a shallow grave. never mind.
[Reply]
And before dto says it, my ass is a virgin too.
[Reply]
I made a sign once for a Britney Spears concert. I wore my Fred Flinstone t-shirt (orange imprinted with small black patches and a short blue tie) and hand crafted a neon orange sign that said “Britney, Be My Wilma” on one side and “Kevin – 613-832-xxxx” on the other side. Yes, it was my real phone number and yes, I was “that guy”.
Hey, I was drunk, it got a lot of laughs from fellow concert goers (those few of us over the age of 18) and a cute EMT girl thought I was sweet.
I never got close enough for Britney to read it so she never called and subsequently married some other loser named Kevin.
[Reply]
Stripper Pole! Outstanding!
[Reply]
Maybe tey are vampires and can only come out at night. As for signs, my first sign ever was this past MardiGras. The daughter and I made signs “It’s my Fist Mardi Gras” & “Throw me Something” We used long beads that had broke and hung them around our necks so we could still have our hands to catch stuff with. We got a lot of great “stuff” and alot of people talked to us that otherwise may not have.
[Reply]
Maybe a little slide and swing set for the cockroaches.
How about… a D battery wired to two rolls of pennies taped together. Subscribe to some sort of anarchy magazine. That should liven the place up a bit.
hot fuzz…in keeping with the “Trumpet Players Code of Conduct”, I would never question ..1). the sounds that come out of another’s trumpet…2). the level of self gratification found in the love of the instrument. ..
(Lead trumpet players guide…part B…subsection f 5)
I ,however, have been known to tell drummers to stick their sticks up their ass. (that is approved in the manual…and suggested to be used freely)
The house is a dysleic parallel universe.
[Reply]
I’d keep my distance from that farmhouse, parder. Given the intensity of the wattage at night, I’d guess it’s a hydroponic grow operation. And I’d zip my lips when it comes to questioning around as well. Unless they’re licensed (not likely in PA), indoor growers can be mighty paranoid.
[Reply]
hot-fuzz, I think you nailed the apostrophe, I think it’s possesive. Here’s a link to check.
http://theoatmeal.com/comics/apostrophe
bumblebee-Since I’m on a roll, alot is two words, the following link is funny as all get out and will help you keep it straight.
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/04/alot-is-better-than-you-at-everything.html
I’ve never held a sign up.
I think most of the PO box decorations have been covered. I don’t think I can top stripper pole anyway.
[Reply]
hot-fuzz, I think you nailed the apostrophe, I think it’s possesive. Here’s a link to check.
http://theoatmeal.com/comics/apostrophe
[Reply]
bumblebee-Since I’m on a roll, alot is two words, the following link is funny as all get out and will help you keep it straight.
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/04/alot-is-better-than-you-at-everything.html
I’ve never held a sign up.
I think most of the PO box decorations have been covered. I don’t think I can top stripper pole anyway.
This is going to look like a double post but I put both links in the first post and it is awaiting moderation. Carry on.
[Reply]
I just re-read my comment “I’ve never held a sign up” and it struck me as funny. Who in the hell would hold a sign up. They ain’t got no money.
[Reply]
WB – “Yo sign, your letters or your life, mo fo!”
[Reply]
thanks WB I appreciate yours’s help alot
(bookmarked both – funny – thanks brother)
[Reply]
I think you should put in a TV wristwatch. That would be awesome–entertainment while you’re going through your pizza hut coupons, jitterbug cell phone adds and whatnot!
As far as your nocturnal neighbors…a Nightowl Commune, Albinos who can’t afford sunglasses or Heliophobics who are obsessed with yardwork???
[Reply]
I don’t think they are vampires. I think they are polygamists! Can’t come out during the day (except for the husband & his main wife) but sure can get the yard whipped into shape with all 6 wives helping. At night, of course!
Speaking of vampires, I think you could really make the postman think twice about you by putting some Team Edward memorabilia around. Maybe a candle shrine to Twilight. A heart around Jacob’s abs…..come on….you know you want to!
[Reply]
“It seems to be all or nothing; R or D; right or wrong; Obama’s fault or Bush’s fault; Obama’s wars or Bush’s wars… It’s a little frustrating to try and figure out…. what I do hate about it the most is that my brother gets all his political views verbatim from Fox News – and dismisses any other possible viewpoints.” – Hotfuzz
Holy geez, hotfuzz! I read that and thought I had written it! I never get why this country forgets there is more to politics then Dems & Repubs. And when you mentioned the part about your brother, I thought you meant MY brother! (Is your brother a guy who was from So. Cal but chased a piece of ass to Pittsburgh where he now resides whipped as a horse’s ass?) If so, we’re related!
[Reply]
I think Jeff purposely chose Box 88 because he is secretly a NASCAR/Dale Jr. fan.
[Reply]
Melissa – hi Sis..Good to know someone shares my pain. And naw, he’s closer to Lou-eye-ville.
I have to admit though, I get MY American political views from Jon Stewart. Maybe I’m just as annoying as my brother is…
(I highly fucking doubt it).
He came to visit and was here all of 25 minutes before his first non-detailed, Hannity/Beck, hyperbolic, Fox News, facto-pinion about what Obama’s doing to ruin the country…no examples mind you… just the opinion. I love my brother but for the love of GOD – SHUT UP… sigh…family…
[Reply]
I stopped talking to my brother over a year ago because I just couldn’t take it anymore. Everytime we’d get on the phone it would go from ‘How’s mom…how’s dad….how’re you’ to ‘Obama is killing this country! His socialist views are going to run us in the ground’. Yadda-yadda-yadda.
Mind you, I don’t like Obama (or any major politician for that matter), but I don’t like defending him, either. So, there went that relationship.
Now he pisses and moans to my mother who in turn calls me upset that she wishes I would talk to him and just “tune him out when he gets into his politics”.
I love Stewart and Colbert!
[Reply]
Ah, you can pick your friends, pick your car, even pick your nose, but ya don’t get to pick your family.
Indeed, 88 keys on a piano, thus that old refrain about “try to keep your 88 straight”.
Also, a great football number.
86 would not have been so good, in show biz it means cut and gone forever, apparently a reference to opening a trapdoor under something (or someone) to make it disappear.
[Reply]
88 is also a gang sign of the Aryan Nation. Just sayin’.
=8^-)
[Reply]
This just in…and I’m not making this up. I did some easy electrical work today for a guy I know who wanted to know what he owed me. A six pack is a common payoff around here as other places and so he brought me a sixer of the very “CLOVE BEER” I was bitching about yesterday. Jeezum-Friggin-Crow.!!!!!!
[Reply]
dto, I’m sure you’ve heard the phrase, “A good deed never goes unpunished”. Sounds like that’s what happened. Sorry about your luck. Maybe you can regift it.
[Reply]
bumblebee – ‘fist Mardi Gras’ – sounds kinda scarey!!!
If I ever held up a sign and I doubt that I have, it was a non-memorable event.
There is a church around this neck of the woods, (I think it’s condemned at the moment) which totally makes me think cult. There’s no windows on most of it – one day I’ll stick a smok’n fish on it and take a pic.
[Reply]
@dto
Just be happy it wasn’t Narragansett Beer. It finishes the fermentation process in your stomach.
[Reply]
that house your speaking of reminds me of that movie the burbs with tom hanks, they had that creepy house and the people there were always digging in the yard at night. i agree with the post telling u to stay away!
[Reply]
Erin,
that was a pretty cool story. I wish someone would do that whenever Leonard Little played.
I agree with hot fuzz, watching you paint is way better than watching me drink any day.
Later tonight I’m going to staple my dick to a stapler.
[Reply]
And as far as the signs. I don’t think I have. I have friends that have.
I actually had a dream last night where I was wearing my evil twin shirt and people were asking me about it. Is that werid?
Ouch.
[Reply]
@Hot Fuzz, My daughter plays the trumpet. It’s hard to get her to go to her brother’s games but when she does, she’s taking that thing! Good call! We lost a few good players due to the shitty Michigan economy but they will still be pretty good.
[Reply]
Okay Bengals fans on here, tell us how you really feel about the T.O. signing. Or, to stay on topic, what would your sign say that you would want to hold up for T.O. to see?
As an Eagles and Steelers fan, I have mixed feelings. After the whole McNabb-T.O. drama I tend not to wish him on any team (excepting Cowboys; I rather liked him messing with them). Yet with the Bengals being division rivals to the Steelers….I kinda feel a little glee at the thought. But then my more charitable side thinks those guys have had enough problems (Chris Henry anyone?). In any event, I’m always game for the possibility that T.O. will be broken in half by someone, preferably Polamalu (assuming either one of them even play for a significant amount of time this year). As for the sign I’d hold up? The one finger salute will do just fine.
[Reply]
G,
I’m ok with it. If you have 85 and TO in at the same time, plus Cedric Benson then we have a pretty good offensive threat. Assuming Benson doesn’t get suspended.
Plus OchoCinco is pretty pumped about it and a happy 85 is a productive 85.
I’m hoping for some crazy waterboy style plays.
I’ve heard the team to beat in the division is the Ravens. Fuck the ravens.
And for a sign (“to” stay on topic):
GFY Rothlesberger
(‘Cause that Ain’t Rape)
[Reply]
Politics are fun, as long as you admit that both sides are probably wrong and that the politician that you love so much is also fucking you over at the same time.
[Reply]
Oh and thehouse is straight out of Bentley little.
[Reply]
Jeff,
My first theory about the spooky house was that it’s a Women’s Health Clinic and those people who were fucking with the leaves were protesters wondering why they weren’t getting press coverage, even though they showed up at midnight every night.
But I believe I’ve figured it out. It’s a porno movie studio. That, of course, explains the bright lights and, given the American economy, explains why they need to shoot all night to accommodate the schedules of the actors who are working the first shift at 7/11 and the second shift at Subway.
I think they’re about to shoot “The Postman Always Comes Twice”, and I know you’re looking to raise a little extra jack. Just a thought. I think they’re currently casting for “Clash of the Tittans” and “Shitter Island”. I’d stay clear of the latter, but I’m not your agent. Do as you see best.
jtb
OB12
[Reply]
And what is this shit with all the P.O. boxes in different cities? Are you STILL in the witness protection program? Holy cripes, Olyphant, Chinchilla, Clarks Summit (without an apostrophe), Scranton. Hell, I live in Tacoma, mail in Tacoma, bank in Tacoma, dry clean in Tacoma, doctor and dentist in Tacoma — I’d copulate in Tacoma if my life were going better, and I’ll probably die and scatter in Tacoma. I’m just not agile enough to keep jumping from town to town, but live and be well and, again, do as you see best.
jtb
OB12
[Reply]
Jeff:
88 is a great number in Taiwan. 8 is lucky, so 88 is double lucky. Plus, you being a Dad and all, you should know that Taiwanese Father’s Day is celebrated on 8/8 because the sound for the words “eight eight” sounds like the sound for the word “father” (pa pa).
I’m thinking the PO Box decorations should go with a bamboo motif….
[Reply]
Yeah so I’d have to agree those “landscapers” are clearly burying body parts. As for the sign, if it’s not “will video for food” it’s “I’m nalts from youtube but I like my privacy so I hope you don’t recognize me.”
[Reply]
T-storm: Yeah, McNabb and T.O. were all buddy buddy too before T.O. came to the Eagles. McNabb even pushed to have him on the team. And when they actually started working together everything went down the shitter.
T.O. very simply has some sort of personality problem, perhaps even mental problems (the latter I say because of that weird alleged suicide attempt business that happened in Dallas). He seems incapable of behaving reasonably and being a good teammate (and I don’t buy that he was a good teammate in Buffalo). Past history suggests his relationship with Chad could eventually sour. I especially don’t see T.O. accepting second or even third string status behind Chad because he’s clearly never been able to give his ego a reality check. So while they may be a formidable offense in the beginning, I suspect T.O. will start complaining about not getting the ball and whatnot around mid-season. And then either he’ll get loud and disruptive or he’ll, for all intents and purposes, quit on the team. Unfortunately for Bangals fans, the coaching staff doesn’t have a strong track record for keeping troublesome players in line. So, sorry, I just don’t see this as a good move for the Bengals.
As for your sign, HA! That would be a good one.
[Reply]
All right…I’m gonna make a sign…NO CLOVE BEER!!!
…and staple it to my….front door.:)
[Reply]
Where’s my goddam smiley face?
[Reply]
88 is a good number. It’s the year I graduated high school.
The only sign I’ve displayed is for a political cause. Apparently Joe Dirt is imprisoned somewhere, no doubt brought in by the CIA or secret service or some other nefarious organization. I first started noticing signs all around the area this spring popping up in people’s yards. They all said the same thing:
“FREE DIRT”
Obviously this is a vast government conspiracy, so I’m doing my part. I’ve placed a “FREE DIRT” sign in my yard to show my solidarity with Joe Dirt. For some reason people keep knocking on my door asking for Dirt – why would he be at my house? I just keep telling them “Amen brother, where IS Joe Dirt?” but they all look at me funny and walk away.
[Reply]
Jeff thanks for changing yesterday’s Further Evidence (or was it the Classic?). I purposefully didn’t comment on it so as to not attract others to it in morbid (as in morbidly obese) curiosity.
What has been seen cannot be unseen. I felt like Spock when he caught a glimpse of the most hideous ambassador EV-ARRR. You know, the one they kept in one of those little treasure chests they bring to the table after the meal so the kids can pick their dollar store crap memento… so fugly it would have driven him insane if not for his anal retentive Vulcan side???
[Reply]
My cousin and I made a sign to hold up when Ronald and Nancy Reagan came to town. We held it up when the limo rolled by. It simply said, SHOW US YOUR TITS.
[Reply]
Must be a halfway house. Only a bunch of dry drunks would garden in the middle of the night, unless they are Moonies.
I have held lots of signs over my head. My standard is SUBMIT AND OBEY. It works for every occasion.
[Reply]
The yard is nothing but a fence, the sun just hurts my eyes
Somewhere it must be time for penitence. Gardening at night is never where
Gardening at night, gardening at night, gardening at night
The neighbors go to bed at ten
Call the prayer line for a change
The charge is changing every month
They said it couldn’t be arranged
[Reply]