Sunday's Tidbits

Hey, team BRP, are you ready for some tidbits?  I hope so because that’s what is on today’s menu.  I hope you enjoy.
 
Let’s start with potty humor.  It’s standard fare in BRP’s household (well, at least when I’m at home), and is without doubt some of the funniest stuff going.  Here are two pictures that I took when I was venturing around the country.  One is from a roadside restroom in Grand Teton National Park in Wyoming.  Check it out:  a how-to guide on how to sit on the crapper.   
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You do it with your butt!  Whoa, you mean, you don’t squat on top of the thing and play B-52 with the toilet?  No making chimp beef?  Who woulda thunk? 
 
And what do you make of this sign from Lauderdale-By-The-Sea, Florida.  Women, check.  Men, check.  Pink pelicans, check. 

 
 
Seriously, what does that sign mean?  I’ve thought about it a lot, all of 30 seconds, and none of my theories make sense.  I'm still trying to figure out why the only one smart enough to actually make any use of the toilet is the pelican.  I think it just might be the humor of people who spend their entire lives in hot weather and whose brains are, well, fried.
 
Hey, in Yellowstone, we saw this camper:
 
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It was better in person.  We didn’t stick around to see what came out of it, but it smelled of hippie to me, you know, the kind that don't wear deodorant and think that they don't smell.  Yes, California plates in case you were wondering.  ​

 
Moving on, quickly, we get to one refreshing beverage:  the Bacon soda.
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There is nothing better than sugar and fat, right?  You combine the two, make it drinkable and portable, and voila, you end up with an obesity problem.  I had never heard of bacon soda before, but if you’re going to put bacon on top of doughnuts, why not drop a little in your Coke, too?  
 
Speaking of Coke, they now put names on their bottles.  Here are two I saw at the store next to each other:

 
No further comment necessary.  One last food-related item.  Here’s a picture of Spam Lite:
 

 
If you are going to eat Glorious Spam, best to make sure to be healthy while you do it.  This is true:  former cannibalistic societies in the South Pacific are huge Spam eaters.  I wonder why?
 
Last one for now.  I was in the New Orleans airport, and was poking around in a news store.  I saw this magazine, Garden and Gun, and thought “only in the South.” 
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Now, I’m from Virginia, which used to be thought of as the South, and I hold the South near and dear to my heart.  But you have to admit that there are some headshaking things that come out of that region of the country, and the combination of gardening and hunting is one of them.  It never occurred to me, but then again, those pesky moles and groundhogs could use a little bit of lead in their diets, right? 
 
Do you guys know the Minions?  Stuart rocks!  If you can guess what type of guitar he is playing, you will be inducted into this year’s Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame class:
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That’s it for today’s tidbits.  Whatever the heck you are doing today, take some time to enjoy the fun, the weird and the absurd all around you.  You’re already well on your way by reading this blog.  See you soon, little ones.  Keep on rockin’ in the free world!  Back soon with a review of the Wayne Music Festival, which was super fun, and a radio station festival in Camden. 
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