Monthly Archives: October 2010

I took this photo at my bank in Queens today. I’m now starting to wonder about the people who handle my money for several reasons.

First of all, I don’t know who the hell is Ron, but I do know my bank can’t punctuate sentences properly.

Secondly, I don’t like being told to eat meat (especially on a holiday that has nothing to do with cookouts). I think they’re in cahoots with the condiments people. Hmmmm.

I saw the Batmobile in Brooklyn yesterday

It seems like Batman has only one thing on his mind these days

This Pizza Hut just can’t get it right. Everyone knows the roof is supposed to be red, not hot pink or Pepto-Bismol colored.

Yucca Valley, CA

I found this Christian newspaper in Branson, Missouri.

I only wish non-Christian newspapers featured front page stories like this

This sign made me laugh.

(Queens, NY)

I came across this Teacup-ride-looking-thingy just outside of Polson, Montana last summer

I wish I could tell you why that alien is pouring salt on these two bald chicks

or why they are located next to a stack of weird vehicles, but I can’t.

I’ve learned not to ask too many questions in Montana

I stumbled upon this yesterday

in the city

rotating

Gotta love NYC

I stumbled across Barney the other night in the Lower East Side.

This is what this city has done to him.

(NYC, NY)

Back when I was a raft guide in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, my coworker once told me I was the highest maintenance low-maintenance person she’s ever known. She’s probably right. But here’s the thing – it’s not easy living a low maintenance lifestyle. You have to think about things that people with access to luxuries like showers never have to think about – like dreadlocks for starters.

When you have curly hair like mine, dreadlocks are always a worry. I’ve figured out over the years that straightening my hair is the best way to combat them.

Up in New Paltz the last two months, my buddy gave me this battery back thingy, which is strong enough to operate even a straight iron. Sometimes I straighten on my tailgate.

Other times I straighten in the front seat of my truck, like when it’s raining, too cold, or I’m parked in public, where people might think I’m a freak. On this particular day, I couldn’t find my comb, so I grabbed what any resourceful woman would use – a fork. Just like Ariel from The Little Mermaid! Of course, the one time I use a kitchen utensil for grooming is the one day I get caught in the act by a man walking his dog. We both had a good laugh about it, so it made it all worth it. Now I keep a fork in my front seat for emergencies, just in case I lose my comb again. I don’t however, use that fork for eating, unless it’s an emergency and can’t find my fork-fork. In case you were wondering, I do wash the fork when this happens. I mean, that would be gross!

Which is more x-treme? American flag min-van

or American flag house?

(the top photo was taken on my block in Queens, the bottom one in South Dakota)