September 28th, 2009
Pics from my iPhoto… odds and ends of things that crack me up, inspire me, embarrass me and make my heart swell.
In Portland, Oregon in the South Waterfront district - peppered with train/trolly tracks. I love this sign. Though I am puzzled that the bike has no front tire. Maybe the sign means, “Caution: Ride with all tires” or “Beware of floating tire thieves”.
Five Guys in Beaverton, Oregon. It’s not every day I get to sputter things like “Let’s do 5 guys for lunch”. Thank you to Jackie who suggested I try the hot dog there. WOW! I’ve found THE perfect hot dog. Mad love fest for the Five Guys hot dogs! And yes, I really did want to word that differently.
On I-5 near Eugene, Oregon. Oh Land of Lincoln… you are so funny. You really have to super-size this photo. The best part… the couple in the car looked like textbook Norman Rockwell midwestern grandparents. And also funny… this is a numbered plate. You mean there’s more like this? Watch out Missouri… I’d keep on eye on Illinois - they may have plans to copy (and slightly modify) your Show Me State nickname. EDITED IN: If you don’t have flickr or can’t read the plate… I’ve edited what it says on my photo’s caption here.
At my parents house in Walnut Creek. Yes, it’s a bull. Yes, it’s a chair. Yes, we are an odd family. After his recent trip to Australia to visit my oldest son and DIL - my youngest son brought me back a shopping bag from Oz. He said he knew I was going to go gaga over it - and that I would probably blog it. Yes - and yes. Mission complete.
Sunkist Zombie - circa late 60’s. I hated my freckles as a kid. HATED. THEM. Now I wish they’d show up more. I guess if we had that stuff in the sky (sunshine I think it’s commonly called)… my freckles might just pop out. Photo credit: George George of Berkeley, Calif. Oh yes, definitly circa 60’s.