Author: Joey deVilla

Click the photo to see it at full size.

In case you were having trouble figuring out whom to vote for…

Found via Chris Lay.

Seriously, it’s as if Family Guy‘s doing it on purpose.

(I’m still on vacation, so my Rob Ford commentary will appear in a few days.)

Have you noticed this trend on clothing size tags, where a US “large” is “extra large” to the rest of the world? I stumbled across the photo above last week and then saw the same thing in real life when I bought the shirt below during our first anniversary trip to Disney World:

Here’s a closer look at the size tag:

I almost fit into the size M shirt, which was pretty large for a “medium”. I could button it up, but I’m not going for the “Benedict Cumberbatch look”:

We may need to use smaller geographical divisions on clothing tags. Judging from the people I saw during my last visit, I’m “Ohio skinny”.

…Anitra and I got married. Here’s the highlight reel of that day:

It’s been a fun journey so far, and what better way to celebrate by having a couple of fun journeys? The first one took place this weekend, when we went back to where we had our honeymoon: The Happiest Place on Earth!

The second journey’s happening soon, and it’s a little longer and farther away:

Of course, the best journey is the lifelong one that we’ll take together:

Here’s something that you probably don’t know about us: When we go our separate ways each weekday for work, I give Anitra a kiss, and then say “Death to your enemies”. In that spirit, I’ll close this post with this message to her on this very special day:

Click the photo to see it at full size.

This purple velvet-covered Rolls Royce was spotted parked in the parking lot at Knightsbridge in London. I can’t imagine that this is a terribly practical “paint job” — it is taken out only when the owner’s sure that it won’t rain or snow?

Apparently, this car’s been spotted in the finer parts of London over the past few months.

You might do a double-take when you see these street signs in Port St. Lucie, Florida, which is somewhat fittingly named for the patron saint of people with vision problems. There’s a block in this town where the street signs have had misspelled names for years: Cresent (instead of Crescent) Avenue, Granduer (instead of Grandeur) Avenue, and Aubudon (instead of Audubon, as in the bird guy) Avenue.

When an uninhabited tract of land became incorporated as Port St. Lucie in the 1950s, the newly-formed city hired a guy to hand-paint its signs. A combination of what passed for education in the area, his “enjoying a few beverages” during his lunch break, and the Florida Effect led to the initial hilariously wrong spellings on the street signs, and “Not My Job Syndrome” likely led the signmakers after him to repeat his errors.

The signs are finally getting corrected, and West Palm Beach-based WPTV has the details.

If you’re a follower of the Florida Man Twitter account, you know that this handsome chap is its “face”:

…and it’s the perfect face for that account. In a single picture, it captures the essence of Florida Man: a regret-tinged “so it’s come to this” sort of moment that results from a poorly-made choice, unconsidered consequences, with optional intoxicants and nudity, occurring in the life of someone from the Sunshine State.

“Florida Man’s” expression isn’t all that different from Chris Christie’s as he stood behind Donald Trump during his post-Super Tuesday victory party at their headquarters in Palm Beach, Florida:

A still doesn’t capture the existential dread as well as video (with music added for a little emotional underscoring and dramatic flair):

While Christie isn’t from Florida, the decision to abandon his campaign, his principles, and his dignity was likely made while here — a terrible decision that has turned him into a meme — is as “Florida Man” as it gets, and that’s why I think he should be its new face.