Horn Blowing. Everywhere.

Things I noticed today.

The kid in the classic yellow street sign looks pretty quick to me.  If he were slow, as the sign says, he would be walking, not running.  I think the sign should read:  Fast Children At Play.  In fact, that might even slow some cars down.  I mean, if the drivers knew there were fast children darting about…. it might help.  Anybody can swerve and miss a slow kid.


Alley Cats.  They hang out in alleys.  They mean business.  Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.


If I lived in this house, I would probably go buy a whole bunch of boards, and some nails.  I doubt that I would spring for the Direct TV Dish, until I got the side of my house patched up.  If I rented the place, I think I’d look for a different landlord.
Probably, that’s what I would do.  But… I bet you the reception is GREAT.


The Beatles wrote the awesome song…  “The Long and Winding Road.”  Clearly, they did not live in the flatness of the Ohio Farmland.  No winding.  Just long.


Speaking of songs.  They don’t make songs like they used to.  Today, we have the likes of Justin Bieber singing Oh Baby, Baby,  Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby.  Or something along those lines.

Yesteryear, we had things like “I’ve been working on the railllll roooaaad…..
All the live long day.  I’ve been working on the railroad, just to pass the time away.  Don’t you hear the whistle blowin’?
Rise up so early in the morn.  Can’t you hear the captain shouting?  Dinah blow your horn.”

Dinah, blow your horn.
I bet she is a driver. In one of those cars.  Where the fast children are at play.


“Some beautiful paths can’t be discovered without getting lost.”
― Erol Ozan


“What is wanted is not the will to believe, but the will to find out, which is the exact opposite.”
― Bertrand Russell


“Discovery consists of looking at the same thing as everyone else and thinking something different.”
― Albert Szent-Györgyi