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Holy smokes do I have a topic backlog. It all comes, I suppose, of eating too much honey . . .wait, er . . . where am I?

Oh, yes. The backlog.

I have really got to figure out a way to post more often. I love doing this. Just don’t have the hours. The frustrating thing is that I’ve got so many freekin’ ideas to peck out that I just can’t get to.

And now, despite my low post rate, I’ve been honored with this (more on that later).

So now I feel like I’m obligated to live up to it, which is good because I started this blog with the intention of delivering quality and hopefully even some value every once in awhile. The award is an excellent reinforcer of that intention. At least one other blogger appreciates the effort–which, truth be told, really kicks ass.

But sometimes you just have to post the quick silly thing–or nothing at all–and not feel guilty or stupid about it. So that’s what I’m doing here today.

There are a couple of signs around town that I think are kind of, um, what’s the word . . .quirky. Every small town has its quirks right?

Here’s an example of one of ours.

Because we do everything we can around here to keep our youth always on the right path:

Two paths diverged in a yellow wood . . .