They Were Doomed From the Start

                                            Honeyman took this picture where he works.

They have these signs all over the outside of the building.
An old lady that worked there came in and started going on and on about it. Honeyman hadn't seen it since he works nights, but sure enough- there it was.

I have said it time and time again.
Spell check only goes so far. You do need to know how to spell what you are trying to spell. Or at least somewhat.
Because, if it is a word, it is going to say everything is fine.

Paring is a word.
It's a type of knife.

Somehow I don't think they care about No Paring.
The prep cooks could be in trouble otherwise.
They care about No Parking.

Honeyman says because of the way this place is run, a minimum of 3-4 people would have had to have seen it and OKed it.
The boss looked right at it and said it was fine.


I don't know if bad spelling is a good way to get hired here.
It does fit with the whole stupid people being the ones at the top theory.

See, Honeyman is a good speller and and that's why he'll never make it at that place.

Oh, and why were they doomed from the start?
The place was destined to have many stupid people working there because of their name.

Prairie Meadows- meaning grassy field, grassy field.


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By the way, I would like to thank Al from Penwasser Place for selection in the Underwear Meme.
I will get to it in the next few days.

Ten Things Tuesday- Reasons for Avoiding the State Fair

The Iowa State Fair is coming up in just a couple weeks and it is all over the news.
"We just can't wait for the Iowa State Fair. It's so GREAT! All the fun and the food on a stick."



Tons of people flock to it every single year.
Not me.
Not my family.
We are non fair goers.

And this weeks Ten Things Tuesday is all about  why I avoid the state fair.


1. The animal barns
   I know it's a fair and so they judge the biggest pigs, cows, and the like but the barns smell. BAD. And hello, this is Iowa. Drive 30 minutes in any direction and you are going to see plenty of farm animals.

2. The butter cow
  I am so sick of the damn butter cow. #1- it's a waste of butter. #2- it's not like they carve anything out of butter. They stick the butter on a form and smooth it out.
This year, they plan to have cows all over the place because the old butter cow lady died.

3. Too hot
  August in Iowa is hot and humid and I'd rather not walk around sweating with a bunch of other sweaty people. Some of which have really, nasty, sweaty smells.

4. Too many people
  People can be rude. Pack thousands of them together. Add to that the fact that it is damn hot and some of them are jonesin' for some nicotine and you are going to some major rudeness and very few excuse mes.

5. The carnies
  " You know, circus folk. Smells like cabbage." OK so Austin Powers may not always be right.
But, I still don't like to play. Even the easy looking games are almost... not winnable. Or if you do win, it's something you way overpaid for.

6. Nowhere to park
   When you have to pay $8 to park on someone's lawn there might be a parking problem. Good for the Eastsiders that could use the cash though.

7. Food on a stick
  Can someone tell me what the fascination is with having every food imaginable on a stick?
Pork chop on a stick, frozen banana on a stick, and don't forget the newest creation- deep fried butter on a stick.


8. The concerts
  People have a variety of musical tastes. Why is this never addressed? Most of the concerts are country and if they are not country, they are people that were big 20 or 30 years ago. I don't get it.

9. The cost
  Like everything, the cost of the fair is going up, but it isn't getting any better. The majority of the stuff is the same from year to year. Just watching the news tells me that.

10. People are stupid
  They get drunk. They get into fights and I just don't need the drama. Especially if they take it offsite and take out a gun. That's just not cool.




That's it. That's why I don't do the fair.

  

Another Case of the Weirds

My electronic loving ghost has done it again.
Meaning, it has once again waken me out of a sound sleep.

My ghost loves turning on computer monitors, receivers, TVs, and hitting the reset button on the answering machine so the 0 button starts blinking.

Back in February it turned my Christmas lights on during the night.

This time, I was sleeping very hard and at 4 o'clock in the a.m. I get woken up to the sound of one of Kiddo's old toys.
It is stored in a box in our room and we need to take it to Goodwill or sell it or something.
It is turned off.
But, it came to life.
It is one of those roller skating Minnie Mouse dolls that talks and has music.

I guess I never realized the batteries were still in it.

Once I figured out what the noise was, I got up.
Turned the light on so I could find it and it goes off again.

Checked the toy and sure enough, the on/off switch was set to off.
So, I figured I better take the batteries out and hope that is the end of it.

4:15 and I am taking batteries out of a toy.
Just what I really wanted to be doing.


If it goes off again, maybe the doll is possessed and I need to hide the knives.

Here is rolling skating Minnie with my hairy cat trying to be her friend.