In the Alleys

Happy Friday the 13th!

Fort Bragg’s alleys are, in my opinion, the neatest part of town. You never know quite what you’re going to discover, but it’s almost always interesting. Personally, I like going down the alleys becauase they tend to be less trafficked than the main streets, and because they are fascinating. I think you can tell a lot about a town from the way it treats its alleys. They vary from nefarious cesspools to neatly-groomed glimpses of paradise, and sometimes there are neat little surprises, like this:

I mean, why not put a fish on your downspout?

In fact, why not do it twice?

Always longed for a pond?

Or perhaps some sunflowers?

Maybe you just enjoy amusing juxtapositions. I saw this and actually burst out laughing aloud.

Slimy Cashews

Go directly to jail, do not pass Go, do not collect $200.

Ever wonder where your medicine comes from?

Evidently, the government wants the FDIC to fail. (Thanks to Kremlin for the link.)

China called: they want their money back.

The Human Terrain Program is raising some eyebrows.

A short-legged pony is prompting calls to emergency services from well meaning passerby who think that she’s stuck in the mud. I think that’s kind of cute.

Now that the stupid “conscience rule” is being considered for repeal, you need to write in with your support: yes, please, repeal it!