While I Wasn't Looking, Luxury Was Redefined to Include Trailer Homes

I didn't really know if I actually had enough silly in me this week for a blog post. I sort of was wondering if I'd just slap up a few more photos from Israel and call it a day.

But then suddenly last night I saw this sign:


And I thought,

"They've redefined luxury to mean a dilapidated motel in a questionable part of town? How 1984 of them!"

I had to go read Wikipedia and of course it turned out I was mixing up doublespeak and newspeak.

And THEN I saw this sign in the bathroom of the Shakespeare Pub:


And I thought,

"I NEVER hold down flashers in public restrooms! I'm obviously not doing my part to keep the bars, clubs, and music venues of Houston safe from perverts!"

Also this week I found out that royalty resides in trailer parks:


I thought kings' dwellings would be more ornate. But then I remembered that luxury had been redefined.

My mom and 10 year old cousin and I went on a geocaching expedition that included walking through here:

Instead of those giant windows, one of those windows was replaced by this:

Lo and behold, no one was sleeping. Or trespassing. Except for me, of course.

But another window was replaced by this sign:

And if I had a scratch and sniff blog, you would find that the level of compliance was not nearly so great for the polite, almost plaintive request.

And so now we know why so many signs are written in the imperative.

And then last but not least, I saw this book:

And so what can I really have to say about my week except that the silly, ridiculous and even absurd is alive and well.

Thanks to everyone for the condolences and I hope everyone's having a good weekend.