There's a hardware-type store in Minnesota called S&M Fixtures.
In San Francisco they have both a Beaver St. and a Bush St. A friend of mine was dissapointed that those two streets never meet - otherwise, you could live on the corner of Beaver and Bush....
There's a Weed, NM. You'd see people taking their picture in front of the road sign fairly frequently.
My tires are made by Kumho. I placed the order over the phone, and I wonder if the service place always gets that pause from customers after "The Kumho is an economical choice."
Remember the otherkin dating spam that was here a week or so ago?
Someone just linked to a picture of kittens (on the baaaaabyanimals livejournal) that are copyright elrick@otherkindating.com. Isn't that weird?
If that didn't happen I would have no idea what "otherkin" was. And now I am wondering if this person thinks he/she is a cat!
On the whole, I would like it to be autumn most of the year.
This. So much this. Classic New England mid-October all year would be primo (with two weeks of snow for Xmas and two months of 75-80 for summer). Hopefully, we'll get one of those this - last year, we wuz robbed!
Who's gonna write the Kumho/Michelin Man slash?
May I present Dick Bong? Who even has a museum named in his honor.
Another mystery muffin. Whatever happened to the humble cranberry? Why do I seem to be finding coconut?
When I was in 9th grade, my algebra teacher for some reason lent me a book on the life of Richard Bong. After class, he showed me the book and asked me what the two planes on the cover were (a P-38 and a Betty, IIRC). Once I had correctly identified them, he gave me the book. I'm not sure why - maybe he thought I was too quiet....
my times visiting Chicago gave me a much different feeling -- that lake is HYUUUUUUGE, and it isn't even the largest of them.
Growing up next to a Great Lake gives one the usual "familiarity breeds contempt" feeling of "big whoop." But it's always fun to witness a person's first viewing--they're always so impressed and almost always say that they had no clue that a lake could be so much like the ocean.
My favorite time to watch Lake Michigan is during winter storms, when the waves blow onto Lake Shore Drive and can shut down the lanes on the east side. I also think that one of the more interesting trivia items about the lake is that there have been rogue waves called "seiches," one of which (ten feet high!) killed eight men fishing on a dock back in 1954.
And my favorite season is fall, with winter a close second.