For many years (long after the airline went bankrupt and folded), and hangar building at Boston’s Logan Airport had a big lit PANAM sign. The sign was always lit at night-God knows why. Now, the PANAM name belongs to a small regioanl airline (headquartered in Manchester, NH). But i have no idea why the sign remained on the building (and lit at night) for all those years.
I hadn’t considered that, but it’s possible. It still doesn’t explain why the joker didn’t just remove the W, A and T letters so that both sides had the same amusing headline. Does the amusement value of being “beer smart” increase with each additional vowel?
Are you sure that she’s not a hooker?
We had one of those “mystery businesses” near the University of Detroit when I went to college there. It appeared to be a clothing shop that sold African-style clothing – the type of thing you might wear to a Bob Marley concert. In four years of going to school there, I saw exactly one person go into that shop. You never saw anyone wearing their clothing, either. I seriously think it was a front for drug dealers. There’s no way they could have sold enough clothing to pay the rent on their (rather large) store.
Sure, if you think hearing Homer Simpson say, “Beeeer” is funny!
The cafeteria in Childrens Medical Center in Washington DC has an ATM from the Maryland State Employees Credit Union, one of only 3 of 4 I’ve ever seen. I can’t imagine anyone working at a hospital in DC is an employee of the state of Maryland.
I live a block from a high school, so my street has zoned parking to keep the kids from parking there. All up and down the street, at 100 foot intervals, are signs saying “permit required 8AM to 6PM.” Except for the one sign right in front of my house, which says “permit required 6AM to 6PM.” Always wondered if that was a typo or what?
Damn.
The Hamsters ate my post.
And the story of a mysterious appearance of an Eastern Box Turtle the size of a softball in my garage will now forever be a mystery.
Well, not absolutely. I did entertain the idea that maybe she was some old guy’s paid companion or something. If she is a hooker, though, she’s picked a pretty unpromising neighborhood. If I saw her standing around on a street corner in a different sort of neighborhood I might buy it, but she never is just standing around. She walks around–in the sort of area where the only daytime traffic she’s likely to meet are moms on the way to soccer practice.
The other side now says “Brat warms twat”.
They used the extra Es because they are nice vandals and didn’t want to throw away letters.
And thanks for the compliment, The King of Soup.
Probably because a)The light was either on a timer, or on all the time, and b)After PamAm went bankrupt they didn’t bother to call and pay someone to take the sign down.
If the hangar was owned by the airport, they would continue to pay the electrical bills until a new tenant came along.
I just want to know where the fuck my dryer keeps putting the socks?.. I mean, in the last year, I have lost probably close to 5 pairs of socks… That is 10 fucking socks!!! I put them in, but then they don’t make it back out… Really now… Does the clothes dryer companies have a thing with the sock manufactures in order to sell more socks?.. WTF???
Around the office here about 6 months ago, someone put up dozens of corrugated signs on poles reading “RESUME’S - 555-1234”.
For a long time I wondered how someone who’s single intended job is to write stuff for people managed to screw up the one word on their ad. (I kept meaning to phone and tell them, but never got around to it).
Yesterday I noticed some of the signs were gone, and there’s a different one reading “RÉSUMÉ - 555-4321”. I wonder if it’s the same guy and he wants to avoid any possible problem, or if it’s a new person who wants to distinguish themselves.
Because my son can’t afford to plate it yet (besides he doesn’t have his license yet) and there’s no where else to park it! We bought it for him as a 16th birthday present! We knew the guy who owned it and we got it for a steal! Jeez. Nosy assed neighbors!!
Wait - my son’s is an 85 Lincoln Continental. Sorry.
How is it the cat knows exactly WHICH word I am reading when he decides to come and sit on the book/newspaper/magazine I’m interested in at that moment? And while I’m at it, how did cat hair get INSIDE my drawer? It’s the TOP DRAWER. The cats can’t even get up there, much less open it (since they have no opposable thumbs).
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Sorry.
My daily mystery was this giant cement block that sat in the middle of our street for 8 months or so. It was hollow, about 7 ft to each side and it just sat in the middle of a road that was blocked off and under construction.
I must’ve thought of three hundred things you could do with that concrete square before someone told me that apparently they put them underground and run plumbing or wiring through them for some reason.
They might ‘sell’ the Happy Birthday spot for $25 or so. There’s a business near me that does that - you can rent the sign for a day or two, and put up whatever message you want. Happy Birthday, Happy Anniversary, I think there’s been a couple of marriage proposals, too.
Oooh, I can answer these too. I’m pretty sure cats are good at figuring out what you’re focusing on by watching your eyes. I can even see this being a good skill to have in the wild, if you’re trying to figure out if your prey has seen you.
The drawer thing: cats can climb up the back of the drawers. I had a cat that would do this. The drawers didn’t go all the way to the back of the chest and there wasn’t a cover below the bottom drawer. So my cat (when he was young, skinny, and agile) would squeeze up through the back side and find a comfy, closed drawer to snooze in. Which was really annoying because of the cat hair on the clothes issue…
I did a thread several weeks back on minor mysteries I pass onm my way to work. One still stands out as overwhelmingly weird – there’s this tiny house on a corner I pass every day. The owner has gone to a great deal of trouble to build a high stone wall completely around the back yard, partially engulfing the house. This is NOT a professional stone wall – it’s a clumsy, ill-looking yet strong piece of work by an obvious amateur.
Then, to make things even weirder, he’s stuck cameras on top of this wall. Five of them. All looking inwards at odd angles.
What the hell has he got in there? Why is he protecting it so fiercely? Does Jamie Gumm have a place in the suburbs of Boston?
Cal – yeah, I remember that thread. That’s not “very, very minor,” though – it’s seriously weird.
Just sayin’.
Who is Mahmoud <I won’t give his last name> and why did thirty or forty nearly-identical official-looking letters to him suddenly appear piled on top of and around the mailbox in the lobby of my apartment building a few months ago?
Don’t know about the other thread, but Google Earth (and even Google Maps) has some seriously good resolution for most large cities in most 1st world countries. An easy way to take a peek! 