D'oh!

"Doot.  Doot.  Doot.  Another one bites the dust."

Wow, this little old bungalow opens his eyes one day and Boom, this nasty old wrecker has snuck up on him.

"Hello?"   Boom, boom boom...... "Anybody home?"

His neighbour here, better not get too cocky.

That's not a very far lumber for that wrecker to come next door.....

These little bungalows are dropping faster than the Leafs playoff chances.

La De Dah.......

Don't mind me.

Just taking care of a few things here.

Inspecting My Work

Ahhh.....perfect......


The moral here; don't leave your sunroof open.  Even a bit.......

What? No Colour TV?

Nice to know there are places that haven't changed since the 50's.

Hey, maybe this sign is from the 50's.  Before coloured TV's.

So I guess I should get off its back.

But, come on, it's not that hard.

Almost Famous

That was almost me in the picture.   As I was literally in the middle of this dust up last Sunday.

The big guy, pictured, was being kicked out of a local sports bar (that I coincidentally - and obviously rarely - just happened to be in) by an even bigger guy (and bouncer and owner) when I pushed between them outside the above mentioned urinal.

"Excuse me, boys, coming through." I barked, as I looked up at them.

[Ed note: Sure you did......]

Apparently - according to who you believe - this guy was either drunk (bouncer's version) or he had simply posted a less than flattering review of a meal he just had on Facebook while still at the bar.  And the owner/bouncer read the review, also while he was still in the bar, and told him to get out (other guy's story).   Darn you, Facebook!

Boy,  I doubt I can even find Facebook on my phone let alone post reviews - lucky for me.   Modern technology.  I'm glad it's left me in its dust.

It reminds me of the old expression from my younger days; "Two years ago, I couldn't spell engineer.  Now I are one!"

Ba da boom......

Shore Grow 'Em Big Down Here

This is a huge, and actually very old, Banyan tree.  With an actually very old guy in blue at the bottom providing scale.

I doubt if any of the original tree trunk is left, as the aerial roots come down and grow around the trunk and create new "trunks" around the tree to support it.

Actually, I think I posted something about this tree a while back.  Let's see, search, search, search.... Got it;  I Knew Things Were Old In Florida

Come On.....

You know, you can get a lot of good deals flying on US airlines.

Sure, in Canada our airports are expensive and we do pay more.

But at least we get a lot of direct flights.

Whereas the US carriers love their "hubs".

Take the above US Airways itinerary as an example, flying from Miami to Fort Myers.

You'd think flying from Miami to Fort Myers would be a pretty straightforward affair.

Of course why you wouldn't drive two hours and avoid all the hassles of flying is another question. 

Although based on the route below, maybe US Airways is also trying to make you ask yourself that same question.....

Because, upon closer inspection of that itinerary, they first take you to beautiful Charlotte, North Carolina before heading back down to the Sunshine State to deposit you in Fort Myers.

Five and a half hours later.

Yowza! 

Inconvenient?  Maybe.  But think of all those great frequent flyer miles you'll probably rack up.

With Apologies To Jimmy Buffett

 

As there was some interest expressed in acquiring one of our fine feathered friends, be careful what you wish for.

These little guys can be found everywhere.  All the time.

[Regarding a comment on this post; so that Mr. Fins Up2 doesn't twist in the winds of political correctness, here is  link to some other Key West expressions; Don't Get Your Knickers In A Knot as previously featured.]

More Of Good Ol' South Florida

If you're driving around and you need a beautiful place to park, this nice lot looks like it could fit the bill.

Hey.  I'm right!

As I was walking by taking the picture, the guy comes running out of his hut (looks like a dog house there on the left).

I thought, buddy, I'm just walking, I don't need to park.

Or maybe he's going to say "No pictures, no pictures!"

But no.  He wanted to give me a couple of his fridge magnets.

Might neighbourly of him.

Gotta love south Florida.....

Hell ya, Vern!

Gotta love south Florida.......

Addendum to Yesterday's Post

Exsqueeze Me?

I had to read this article three times.

Some group had a fundraiser in support of the endangered Black Rhino in Africa.

A silent auction, one guy bid $350,000 on the first prize.  And he won.

The first prize; you get to kill a Black Rhino!

What?

Now the controversy is not that the guy gets to go over and shoot a Black Rhino.  It's the US government is not sure if they will let him bring it back here to mount on his wall.

Which he should be able to do, to show his support of the Black Rhino!  Well, not this one, but certainly all the other ones.

And in the same paper - or a day later - not to rub it in, but.......

I appreciate the asterisk.

This Morning's Musings.....

If Only

Now It All Makes Sense

I Knew It!

Only In Ontario......

.....this type of sign would not be allowed.

Too many politically correct mambiers would be outraged at this "racist" name.

Down in Florida, not so much.

"Hell, I don't know what half this crazy ass shit you people eat is.  But I'll sell it to you. Cheap."

And because you can't get much more than Dorito's and Kraft Dinner in some of the supermarkets here, I do shop at a few local stores.

For the faint of heart, this Latina store has a little more palatable name.

And they are very helpful.  I told one guy I was looking for a spicy Thai pepper sauce (that I couldn't find in the local Pic'n'Save) so he took me to the Thai section, but no luck.  Finally after about ten minutes of searching he found it, in the Chinese section.

He said, "This is Chinese, not Thai."

I said, "Hell. Chinese, Thai, all this crazy ass Asian stuff looks the same to me."

Okay, I didn't say that, but I knew he thought that's what I was thinking.

Last week I found a can of Jalapeño Peppers.  $1.25, I'll give it a go.

At the cashier I say, "I've never tried these before.",  obviously assuming that because she's Latin, she has tried everything in the store.

I said "Not sure how to cook them.  May not like them."

She just stared at me and said, "If you don't like 'em.....don't buy any more."

I said, "Uhhh....that's good advice."

Then she said, "If you like 'em....buy some more."

 I said, "That's also good adv....."

"Now get the Hell outta here."

Okay, she didn't say that.  But I knew that's what she was thinking.

You don't get much small talk for $1.25.


P.S. When I got home I opened the can.  It was full of Jalapeños!

The most I've ever bought before is 1. I don't know how many you can eat in a sitting, but it will be a while before I buy more, even if I do like them.

I am getting caught up on my reading, though.  [Ed. note: Great....toilet humour.]

Now We're Talking!

Booze not mentioned anywhere!

Or fires!

Still good!

This will be my new party place.

Oh.....And Enjoy!

Holy crap!

 

Actually, I stopped reading, and walking, after the first one.

 

Although I must admit, #2 probably does make sense.

"That's the third time them damn drunks done burnt down the dock!  Guessin' we gonna need us a coupla rules...."

I Think I'll Take A Pass On This Place

Unless you're talking about the restaurant "Pass/Fail" rating system.

In which case, I think I'll take a fail on this place.

And that....bug....is under the glass on the restaurant display wall.  He's not just flying by and took a rest.

Although he has good taste in the potato omelette.

Actually, if this is indicative of the rest of the place, he may have good taste in the potato omelette.

Crunch crunch...

Update To Yesterday's Post

Here is this year's Swamp Buggy Queen going for a mud bath. 

Yesterday's pic was last year's queen.  Because this year's race hadn't ain't been run yet yesterday.

See what I'm saying.

Hell Yeah!

Got me stuck in the middle of yer annual Swamp Buggy Parade yesterday.

Some big ol' boys gonna be running in the swamp on Sunday.

In th' mud.

Swamp buggy racing originated in this southern Florida country back in 1940 and 9.

I don't know where swamp buggies originated.

Or why.

But the buggies have come a long way since then.  With V8 engines and turning torque you wouldn't believe.

Because the dad gummed things kept getting stuck in the gol durned mud!

 

And, as usual, the Shriners got involved.

Here they are running around in their Yabba Yabba Do buggies, a la Fred Flintstone.

And, also as usual, the lucky Swamp Buggy Queen gets to go for a mud bath with the race winner.

Or is it the lucky race winner gets to take the Queen for a mud bath?  I can never figure that out.

Regardless, you won't see this in downtown Toronto.

Let's see, Board of Health would be involved, Transportation Safety would raise multiple concerns, women's groups would be outraged and those Yabba Dabba Do buggies would not be allowed anywhere near the street.  Oh, and I suspect there would also be a few liquor violations....

But ya gotta love the southern USA!

Trick Or Treat - Florida Style

Two of my neighbours, Pearl and Vern.

Next; Leafs Win The Cup Czar?

[Note: Obama just appointed Ron Klain as the official Ebola Czar.]

Yowza!

This is a composite picture of a giant sequoia named The President.

I had to stand way, way, way back to get it.

So yeah, it may seem to look fairly large.  But it's not - it is huge!

To give it scale, you can see one guy at the bottom in a red jacket.

Another (brave) guy is standing on a branch, almost at the top, also in a red jacket.

It is 250 feet tall and 27 feet in diameter at the bottom.

But I think the most impressive thing is that it is 3,200 years old.

They know this because after they cut it down they counted the rings. 

At least I'm pretty sure that's how they knew the age.

Hey! No Fair!

Did Mr. P. write this?

Oh Oh......

This iconic menswear store at the corner of Yonge & Bloor is closing.

After 114 years in business.

Since this is the last, beautiful (except for the recent third floor glass addition) building on any of the four corners (you can see the 65 storey "One Bloor" going up on the SE corner, and the two existing north towers in the pic below) of arguably Toronto's premier intersection.....

.....what could be coming next.....?

A Timmy's?  Gas station?

Stay tuned.   As I aimlessly wander the streets looking for clues..........

Who Is This?

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Come on......
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Take a guess....
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Yikes!......

Plastic surgery is not your friend......

And, of course,  30 years may also have something to do with it.

[Ed. Note:  Uhhh......looked in the mirror lately UC?  Or ever?]