1348 Sign Age

I love going around the area and looking at real weird stuff. It makes you wonder why other weird stuff has never actually happened. It’s so thin a line...
Like I was driving on the recently redone Boulevard Road. Always a weird place anyhow...
“I live on Boulevard Road.”
“Oh yeah, I live on Street Avenue.”
In any event, they have this public art on the recently constructed roundabout. And the art looks not unlike something you would expect to see on Easter Island, or some Polynesian atoll. Like the stuff they once used to decorate 60s beachcomber lounges. Tiki torches and such like.
With all the Native Salish art in the region, you had to kind of wonder. What’s with this Tiki Tacky roundabout?
Not long after that, I was on a tour of the new LOTT sewage treatment plant. LOTT has been renamed “LOTT Clean Water Alliance.” Much better visual than solid waste filtering. But while I was on the tour, up on the fourth floor I noticed one of those emergency signs telling you which way to go in case of fire or earthquake. And it was titled “Evacuation Route.”
Seemed appropriate somehow. Hope they don’t get hit by an asteroid.
Or how about the health club grand opening sign. It offered free coffee and donuts. Now that’s a good idea. Free doughnuts at a health club. Talk about job security.
Or the town of Forks. Their claim to fame is they have more gray and rainy days than just about anyone else does. That’s why vampires can live there. So I suggest a new sign on the way into town, and if you’ve ever been there, you’ll have to agree.
Forks, Where the Sun Don’t Shine.
America, ya gotta love it.