Thursday, July 17, 2008


Signs, signs, signs. I like signs.

Around the Washington, D.C. beltway, near the town of Kensington, is the Mormon temple. When you come West on the outer loop, the temple seems to rise out of the ground in front of you. To many, it looks like the palace of the Emerald City in the Wizard of Oz.

Once in a while, on the fence that separates the beltway from the temple grounds, someone will put up a hand-written sign that can be seen as you drive past- SURRENDER DOROTHY. The first time I saw that, I almost split my gut I laughed so hard!

Not far from my sister's place in Italy is a home on a nice piece of land. For years, the homeowner had a horse on his land. When the horse got old, it would often lie down on the ground to rest. Well...motorists driving by would see the horse lying on the ground and stop to tell the homeowner that his horse was dead. After this happened a few times, the homeowner put up his own handwritten sign, "MY HORSE IS NOT DEAD!"

Of course, the horse did eventually die, but as far as I know the homeowner simply took the sign down after they took the horse away rather than putting a big red X over the word NOT.

These things make me laugh!