Thursday, July 15, 2010

Pondering the lack of kitsch in my life


I'll have you know that this is my 3rd(ish) post this week. And I'm planning on posting tomorrow and Saturday, too. Truly, it is the end of days. That being said, I wasn't sure what I should write about today, so I went to the fount of all knowledge: Twitter. And after taking requests for post topics, the answers came: Frogstranglers and cheesy monuments.

Frogstranglers? Yeah, had to ask what that was. I have to say that I was a bit disappointed with the answer: A heavy rain. And here I was thinking about some crazy people going around strangling frogs. I may or may not have had a whole CSI episode playing in my mind. I admit to nothing.

Cheesy monuments. Oh, how they elude me! First, I should tell you that I'm all about the cheese. The tackier, the better. I love me a good factory tour, especially if there are free samples at the end. The Jelly Belly factory tour? Cheesetastic! And don't get me started on the Hershey tour. It even has it's own ride through it! But giant rubberband balls and an enormous Jolly Green Giant are out there and I'm missing them! Okay, I have seen a giant Paul Bunyan and Babe the Blue Ox, but that's hardly enough for me! I need my picture taken next to a giant yarn ball or typewriter! Surely there must be a monument to belly button lint somewhere that's calling to me. And the place in the Pee Wee's Big Adventure movie with the giant dinosaurs? What about that? These things need to be a part of my cheese repertoire. Okay, I could probably skip out on the enema monument. Then again...

What was not suggested but probably should have been? The Old Spice Man. I heart him. And when I found the following video clip, I hearted him even more.

Silverfish hand catch! If ever there was a trend just waiting to happen, it's that one.

Now I think the disturbedness has gone on long enough here. Okay, it totally goes on in my mind, but you don't need to know about that. Why don't you toddle off to Duane's blog and see who else is pleasantly disturbed?


jasonS said...

Cheese, glorious cheese! I sincerely hope all your dreams come true (and you post pictures for us to enjoy). :)

SarahBeeCreations said...

Love the Peewee Herman dinosaur place! Drove past it all the time driving between California & Arizona. Yes, drove past and waved. My dad didn't pull over unless we were in Quartsite and needed gas. They have those novelty scorpion suckers there. Thankfully, we didn't partake of those either. There's a town out there called Zyzyx or something like that. Good for playing car games when you get to the end of the alphabet. We used to draw a pie for each road trip. Dad would tell us to fill in another piece every 50 miles. Cut down on the "are we there yets" - brilliant now that I think of it...
Arizona does have the World's Largest Rosebush - it's actually a tree in Tombstone. (Yes, the same one with the OK Corral & the Birdcage which is still open) You can buy shoots off of it to grow your own at home. You might consider Tortilla Flat as an oddity, but I really love going there. It's only about 15 miles from my house, actually. You can get cactus ice cream there - prickly pear. YUMM!
The World's Largest Wurlitzer is just a couple miles down the road at the Organ Stop Pizza - we went there once for my birthday.
Anyone ready to come visit?
Wendy, bring your SPF 50 and your floppy hat. We can visit the giant American Gothic statue and the upside-down glass pyramid building on our way from the airport. I don't want you to feel deprived any longer!

YogaSavy said...

Love the old spice man! He cracks me up. Thursdays! Love it and hope it goes by slow real slow......

Ginny (MAD21) said...

There's also the giant button with needle (I think that one is in Philly) :o)

Wendy said...

Jason, if I ever do get to make that trip, I'll see what I can do about taking a sweater vest with me. Then I can take pictures of the sweater vest next to all the cheese and you can feel like you've been there, too.

Sarah, I love you and all, but Arizona would kill me, much like Florida keeps trying to do.

Ginny, a giant button w/ needle?! If that doesn't scream road trip, I just don't know what does.

Anonymous said...

I don't know what I love most, the frogstranglers or the cheese--or the fact that you got those ideas on Twitter and actually were able to write about them!

Come to think of it, I ought to question the Tweeters when I'm dry of topics . . .

Thanks for the laugh!

HisFireFly said...

Loved this!

We have pics of Paul Bunyon and Babe too.. lost among other pics of a road trip down to the Chicago area.

Going again this Fall, but not through Bimidji (sp?)

Here in Manitoba.. we have a giant Rock Man called Happy Rock in the town of Gladstone (groan.. yes.. glad stone = happy rock)

and our closest town, known for it's golf course has a statue of a giant golf ball.

You'd be taking pictures galore!

Anonymous said...

When/if you and Sarah come to Portland, we should go to the 24 hour church of elvis! It's cheese with a capital C. :)

Duane Scott said...

I want to grab that little button on the side you have that says, I love Helen, and change it to I love Wendy.

I am all about the cheese.

I'm with you.

I want to take a picture with you while we are standing in front of that bellybutton lint. :)