Nah, that's not a midlife crisis or anything

This is another contribution from Yankee Belle

Hey! I was at the Sugarland concert in Tampa last night and this woman and her friend sat in front of me. We saw lots of twinkie little girls in quite similar outfits. But the funny thing about this woman? She was in her late 40's and looked like she'd been rode hard and put up wet. You could just tell by her outfit, attitude, and addiction to text messaging on her phone that she had raided her teenage daughter's closet for this girl's night out. She texted on that little phone through the whole concert. The best part? She eventually spilled a full glass of beer on herself. :-) There were all kinds of Florida redneck wtf-ness all over last night, but this woman was by far my favorite.

Kristin

I've heard of a pet rock but...

Driving down the road between service calls I took a route I don't always travel. It goes past a high school, is near a couple college campuses, the EMT/Fire Dept training facility - and all within sneezing distance from each other. I saw this guy walking down the street and didn't figure him to be mentally unstable, but still....you just do not see this every day around here. I had to turn around and go back so I could take these pictures.




C'mon, you can't tell me this isn't just plain random WTFness.

This guy is walking down the street with a chain around his waist and pulling a tire behind him. This is a major thoroughfare in this area. The other pedestrian asked the guy if he was ok, but not without a "WTF??" look included. The van in the 2nd picture? The driver pulled over to ask if the guy needed help. The guy explained what he was doing, and the van pulled away. Then the guy took off sprinting down the road.

I don't know this guy's story, and I realize this was probably part of a physical training regimen since it's football season, and first responders need to stay in shape, and there are several running events slated for the coming months.

But at first glance, it does look like he's walking his pet tire does it not?

economical sentiments

I was driving around doing my errands and my idiot light came on to tell me my mom-bus fuel tank was empty. Yea, I knew it was, but something about payday not arriving yet prevented me from refueling in a more timely fashion. I ended up stopping at a Gate station on my way somewhere else this evening and looked up to find this:
















You may need to click on the picture to get a clearer view of it.

I'm very sorry that it's blurry and bad looking. My camera crapped out on me a few days ago with no hope of resurrection. Since it's blurry, I'll translate. Plus the "Regular" background is black, with black sharpie so it doesn't show up.
The new names read "Arm" "Leg" and "First Born". I was on the phone w/ a friend and had to hang up to take this picture to share with you.

Hiatus...unintended

The two crazy ladies are running amok with important things. What you might ask is more important than entertaining you with snarky commentary about idiocy in public? Wellllll...Persnickety is in the middle of a heinous remodel that involves sublime stupidity all its own. Feisty is growing a human and avoiding the inclination to dismember of varying members of the family and a few friends or enemies or even total strangers.
So by all means visit either of their other blogs and click around on the blogrolls or old links to entertain yourselves till we get back to our programming.

What? It's summer, and you should expect reruns. Even the tv shows take a hiatus once in a while.

New meaning to "do it yourself"

I just have no words. I will refer you back to this post though, for the mere fact that this kind of thing keep occurring. That, and Persnickety says it so well already.


And once again, I'll remind you of the disclaimer. Plus if you don't want it to be seen here, don't do it in public.

When the bough breaks

My child-free-by-choice sister who thinks kids are sticky noisy and sticky sent me this picture of a baby being worn... saying "Yes... its a real baby. poor thing was wobbling" I don't know if she meant the baby was wobbling or the boy carrying the baby was, but either way, it can't be good. And I can only imagine that the boy was handed the baby in the carrier and strapped together while the carrier is sized for the parent.

A board short of a load

It's another instance of what I call the "StepSister Syndrome". You know, like from Cinderella, where her stepsister says "I'll MAKE it fit!"

Today's submission arrived in my inbox from Sunny Yukon. You may need to click on the picture to really see what she's talking about here.
Sunny writes:
"Not a great shot, the sun was in my face, sorry. I'm also not on my favorite computer, so if the cropping needs to be redone, let me know.

Anyways, it's a guy driver, who purchased one board at the lumber yard, and stuck it crossways through his windows to take home. So glad I wasn't on the HIGHWAY lane next to him! He came back for a second board later... I should have asked what happened to the first one.

He drove really carefully through the gate... didn't want to get it caught there, yet he's not worried about the other lanes on the highway...

Cheers :)"

Cheers indeed Sunny. Cheers that he didn't hit your gates and give you more work to do ;)

For some reason I am envisioning a dog trying to get a bone in the house through the doggy door...except the bone is bigger than the door.