Month: January 2009

Freya

(more playing with the p&s)

Community chest

What Red Ink?

Well, isn’t that just spiffy.

Wall St. Paid Fat Bonuses – NYTimes.com

Despite crippling losses, multibillion-dollar bailouts and the passing of some of the most prominent names in the business, employees at financial companies in New York, the now-diminished world capital of capital, collected an estimated $18.4 billion in bonuses for the year.

That was the sixth-largest haul on record, according to a report released Wednesday by the New York State comptroller.

FSM makes an appearance

Get yer motor runnin’

Rubber ducky!

Lantern

Where’d daddy go?

So, after strolling a bit, Lucy and I see a bench on the sidewalk and help ourselves. This older fellow with a cute dog starts talking to us. He seems nice enough. Next thing we know, he’s walking off and asking us to watch his dog (Charlie Chaplin) while he goes and checks on his car. Poor Charlie was a bit distressed and Lucy and I thought we might have acquired a dog. But, the man came back in a bit to claim the him. *whew*

Star

Ah, England

I now want to go on a road trip of England and take a photo of all these towns’ road signs.

No Snickering – That Road Sign Means Something Else

In the scale of embarrassing place names, Crapstone ranks pretty high. But Britain is full of them. Some are mostly amusing, like Ugley, Essex; East Breast, in western Scotland; North Piddle, in Worcestershire; and Spanker Lane, in Derbyshire.

Others evoke images that may conflict with residents’ efforts to appear dignified when, for example, applying for jobs.

These include Crotch Crescent, Oxford; Titty Ho, Northamptonshire; Wetwang, East Yorkshire; Slutshole Lane, Norfolk; and Thong, Kent. And, in a country that delights in lavatory humor, particularly if the word “bottom” is involved, there is Pratts Bottom, in Kent, doubly cursed because “prat” is slang for buffoon.

As for Penistone, a thriving South Yorkshire town, just stop that sophomoric snickering.

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