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you don’t even need clothes!

Purse? Check.
Belt? Check.
2 necklaces? Check.
Shoes? Check. On shoulder? Double check.

(Photo taken looking south and west from 9th Ave. and Stewart St. And yes, I know the photo quality is grainy … I’m still figuring out the new camera.)

(Photo taken looking north from 5th Ave. and Olive Way.)

If you had a chicken, what would you name it?

(20-something girl to 20-something guy, both sitting in the sunshine on the back deck of Caffe Fiore/Old Ballard)

What I thought it said: Workers free testicles trapped under big rig …
What it actually said: Workers free two vehicles trapped under big rig …

What it was: One of the Top Daily Review Headlines on My Yahoo! homepage (which, for some reason, thinks I’m in on near Sunnyvale, CA … something to do with my ISP or some other Internetechnology thingy)

(An auto shop at 20th Ave. NW and Leary Ave. NW in Ballard.)

What I thought it said: Place for mistrial

What it actually said: Place du Mistral

What it was: A placard on a window ledge in the Mistral Kitchen restaurant (2020 Westlake Avenue, Seattle), which is near the U.S. Federal Courthouse — so my “mistrial” brain fart wasn’t completely illogical.

And check out the entrance to Mistral Kitchen:

I love how the granite walls and industrial metal door and sign are softened by the plants.

“You are the apple of my eye, not the one in my lunch. That’d be cannibalism.”
–From Old Spice‘s Facebook page Web app, “My Perpetual Love”

Read all about it in this Seattle Times article.

Bonus quote from the article: ” … Wieden + Kennedy, the ad agency that’s been helping the Procter & Gamble-owned brand reach the armpits of America by aiming at the funny bone … “

What I thought it said: Notice of Underpants Income

What it actually said: Notice of Underreported Income

What it was: A spam/phishing e-mail

What I thought it said: Dark Side Support Manager

What it actually said: Deskside Support Manager

What it was: A job posting on Craigslist