Sunday, October 2, 2011

Pseudo Signs

Some things just don't make sense to me. Take, for example, those signs that people like to put at the start of their driveways that look like street signs. Don't get it. I don't see them as cute or clever. I see them and file them away in the part of my brain that is "Stuff to Never Do or Get When I'm Married with Children" (also included there: those little stick figure windows things of the families or Kidz Bop or anything that spells "kids" with a "z").

I can't decide if the one I saw tonight makes me hate them more or suddenly love them.

Snyder Mobilhome.

Now, I'm not saying people shouldn't be proud of their mobile homes. Pride in your residence is an important thing. They may not be glamorous, but they're still home to some. The thing is, I'm not really sure why this needs stated, or if it was done out of pride or clarification or if the Snyders thought that this was the best way to rock the faux street signs: state your last name, then the structure you live in. I thought that was only acceptable with castles.

Note: this is unrelated to the clever naming of places on Foursquare. I fully accept that. I have friends whose homes are compounds or palaces. The only exception is someone putting in their place of employment or in-laws' house as "Hell." Because that's original.


  1. Along with the signs, I see no need for the wooden life-size silhouettes people place on their porches and in their yards. Is that a cowboy standing on that porch? Oh, it's just a piece of wood painted black. A few years ago, a silhouette of a woman waved to me daily from a small bridge over a creek until it rained so much that the creek toppled the small bridge and snapped the silhouette in half. I don't miss her. Thankfully this fad seems to be going away from Fayette County.

  2. I haven't noticed those in a long time. I think they've been replaced by those huge inflatable holiday decorations.