Dad and Mom have adopted a new doggie too now, but if they don’t send me pictures…
While I doubt this is a “Happy Chicken,” it’s one of the more realistic restaurant signs I guess. Most would show an actually happy-looking chicken, not one plucked and jumping on a flaming grill (with sombrero and cowboy boots, of course). This sign has freaked me out for years.
This sign is so old and the building has been torn down for some time that I wonder why the letters look so recent (can they not spell, or did the C blow away and the other letters blow together?). The annoying part is the brand new building someone is putting here in an already dead section of town with plenty of boarded up buildings they could use instead. I have a real problem with the double whammy of using all those resources AND not taking the opportunity to address urban blight.
That’s about it. Labor Day weekend so far: gym, gave blood, looked at bikes, LONG nap. To come: painting, mowing, Petco-ing, and hopefully more naps and less of work calling me.