A Sure Sign I’m in the Tampa Bay Area…

food fuel fried chicken

Photo by Yours Truly, taken March 2013.

…is seeing the multi-purpose institution known (and loved) by locals as Florida Food, Fuel and Fried Chicken. The photo above is mine; the photo below was taken by a Flickr user going by the handle “xvm”:

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Photo by “xvm”, taken October 2011.
Click to see the original.

It’s actually a BP station. It looks as though the proprietor decided that the BP name was mud in the aftermath of the 2010 Deepwater Horizon spill and decided to rebrand. I think it’s a pretty good idea: the vinyl overlay was probably the most cost-effective way to redo the sign, the name is certainly memorable, and the use of Impact (“the official font of memes everywhere”) gives the sign a sort of home-spun feel. And hey, fried chicken!

If you ever find yourself in need of gas, chicken (according to this review, they even have chicken gizzards and livers), locally-grown produce and electronic cigarettes, this place has you covered. Here’s a handy map in case you want to head on down:

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An Effective Reminder to Wash Your Hands

wash your hands

Of course, there are times when you want the scenario in the bottom picture. Say, on a Saturday tryst.

Found via Tom Bailey via Karen Lee.


Getting Ready to Board My Flight…

carry on restrictions

…and I am observing all baggage restrictions, having left my chainsaw at home.


A Lovely Way to Spend Saturday

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Freshly Shorn (or: The Strangest Question a Stylist Has Asked Me)

Joey deVilla

I got my hair cut this afternoon, and they did a nice job. There was something odd, though.

When the stylist was finished with my hair, she took a look at me and asked “I’d like to trim your eyebrows. Would you like me to trim your eyebrows?”

My reply: “No way! I’m going for the ‘Asian Scorsese’ look!”

(Or maybe the Asian “Roger Sterling” look.)


“But Officer, They’re Smoking Marijuana!” (or: The Guy Who Tried to Ruin 4/20)

The guy who shot this footage and provided the whiny, “I’m telling” voice-over reminds me of this H.L. Mencken definition:

Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.

To further drive home the point that he’s a dick, he shot a vertical video. Is there no end to this man’s faults?


When Doors Aspire to Become Buddhist Koans

not an entrance - not an exit

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