Showing posts with label Signage Of Bafflement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Signage Of Bafflement. Show all posts

Monday, October 24, 2011

It's Funny Because It's True

This is the name of the cinema chain in Cape Town.

Friday, July 22, 2011

You Have GOT To Be Kidding Me


Dear Chelsea Market: That ain't right.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

These Are My Questions

Did Indiana Jones' girlfriend retire to Ptown and open a bed & breakfast?

Really, what's a cross between Garrison Keillor and Mary Tyler Moore? I kinda wish I had gone to this.
In conclusion, vacations are fun. And baffling.

Monday, May 16, 2011

of Shot, Slipperiness, and Ladies Portions

Hey, guess what! I totally forgot I went to London last month. These were my favorite bits of signage:

Sometimes at restaurants, there's a warning your food may contain "shot." Mmmm, animals.

This sign was posted three times in the bathroom at my horrible hotel. Are British people slippery than Americans?

And this one, I promise you, is coming into my lexicon. Ladies Portion!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Live Blogging, Australia Style! DONT MOVE!

Oh we Americans are so smug with our mnemonic devices.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

A Bendel Bonnet, A Shakespeare Sonnet

As we can all remember, I have the maturity level of a 12 year old. That's fine, I have no shame.

Whenever I'm see a sign advertising a certain thing that may be also be representative of a different certain thing, I take a picture of it.

To wit:

This is the only good thing about the JC Penney on 34th Street, which refuses to carry Size Small undershirts (some of us have small torsos!)

"Oh yeah, whatever, okey doke, I'm a bottom..."

The best part is that Evan took a pic of this too.

While this was NOT the best part of last year's trip to Charleston, it was fun spotting this with David while Elena tried on American dungarees:

I loved the juxtaposition of these two at the T.J. Maxx on the Cape, where Sarah taught me how you can complain about a scratch on sunglasses and get 10% knocked off the price.




Know what? It's not just clothing stores:


My favorite ever is probably this one I took in Sarah's office building. NEVER lock a bottom.




Anyway, on Sunday I got the Holy Grail at the Folsom Street East festival a few blocks away.



Yep, that's right - Tops And Bottoms Wanted Gum. God Bless, America.

Friday, January 8, 2010

This is Bedder Than Most Puns


My brain hurts today. It even hurts to blog.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

I Have A Question


Is there really a movie named Antichrist Mammoth? 'Cause that would be AWESOME.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Is That A Gloria Steinem Reference?

The $0.99 Store on my walk to work sure has interesting rules.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Canada: Couches and Closets and Bears, Oh My!

So I'm back from Canada, just in time for my office holiday party, which begins at 3pm sharp. I'm looking forward to swiping a bottle of booze, going back to my desk, locking my door, and having my own party.

In the meantime, here's some of the snaps I took on my journey.

Since I don't have my own office in Toronto, my coworkers nicely made this couch my work station.


There's a coworker popping up behind me!

This sign in the cloakroom amused me to no end. I was so tempted to see who was inside!

And I believe you've already seen my new friend, the Cheetoh Colo(u)red Polar Bear near the office. I have no idea what this is, but I now have a greater appreciate for Art, Canada-Style.


And now, time for Office Cheer.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Live Blogging! What The Daisy Is This Supposed To Mean?

In Blockbuster. Staring at it for several minutes.