There are so many wonderfully ridiculous signs around SLC. My favorites are along State Street. Case in point below:
My question is...who's kitchen is it? We have three ethnicities fighting for one restaurant. Gino? David? Won't someone claim this place once and for all?
Another I have to get a picture of says simply "WIZARDS/DREAMS"
What a wonderful place that must be.
Here's a picture of my kid taking after her dad....what a sweet sweet hairdo. She's giving the camera the evil eye in the first one.
I supposedly have an early case of walking pneumonia....sounds like a bad B-movie horror film title... I'm a bit skeptical of this diagnosis, but I'll take my z-pak like a good boy.
Oh, I thought of some more great signs on State street. As you drive by there are multiple seedy motels advertising the fleeting chance of not only a room, but "Color TV, and a Phone". Will the luxury never end?
I saw one of the most wondrous scenes I have ever witnessed the other day and I had to share it with you. This display was in a dinosaur museum down here in Utah. Actually it was a "museum of ancient life". If you drive past the point of the mountain you will see what I'm talking about. Well I thought it was just dinosaurs going in, but to my very very pleasant surprise, this sight greeted me as I turned one of the last corners in the museum.
There may not be anything as amusing to me as animated skeletons. I know some of you will be with me on this one. At least any of you who have any taste for the ridiculous. And just to preempt any "chicken or the egg" type theories that may develop about my fascination of skeletons and matriculation at medical school, the following will set straight the true chronology of events.
I will now attempt to defend my love of skeletons. If you find yourself in disagreement with me, please peruse the following. If you agree with me already (Joe, Mark, Cruz, etc.) just enjoy. Long ago, in a land far away (Disneyland in California) I witnessed, at the age of 5, my first animated skeleton. I'm not sure of this skeleton's name, only that his attempts at drinking from a bottle of rum were obviously quite futile.
At nearly the same time (shortly thereafter) I saw the 1929 Disney classic Silly Symphony - Dance of the Skeletons. Mr. Walt Disney began my addiction to skeletons. Every time I see a skeleton I now have the nearly irresistible urge to play its ribs like a xylophone. Highly inappropriate in many settings I find myself in currently. Numerous succeeding Halloweens could only serve to reinforce skeletons as hilarious.
And who could leave out the creations of Ray Harryhausen. See exhibit B and C below from Jason and the Argonauts and Sinbad, respectively. An honorable mention goes here to Clash of the Titans, because while lacking in skeletons, it abounds with other stop motion creatures from Mister Harryhausen (who, for the longest time, I thought was Harry Hausen, not Ray).
Of course in this same tradition, or rather a tribute to it, is Sam Raimi's "Army of Darkness", chock full of animated skeleton goodness. The culmination of my love for skeletons came circa 2002, when Joe and I purchased a five foot tall cast skeleton. Yes Joe, you still get credit for that particular Ebay purchase despite a lack of ultimate financial backing.
"Duncan Xavier, the Duke of WellingBONE". (draw out the bone..."Booooooooowwwwennnnaaa"
I sold him to someone in Michigan for a handsome profit some months later, but not before plenty of entertainment was had by all.
Whether it be the imagined chattering mandibles or the free movement of joints unhindered by muscles and tendons, skeletons are truly natures physical comedians. The pure illogical nature of moving bones without the aid of musculature is worth diamonds in my book. So enjoy skeletons where ever you may see them. Let me know about your favorite skeleton cameos. And until we meet again I'll secretly chuckle at every x-ray I observe.
