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On the way to visit the Jayamangali Blackbuck Sanctuary, we were negotating a badly dug-up stretch of highway, and I found this notice:





Now,


this link

tells me that Pune is 835km (about 519 miles) from Bangalore....

I wonder if the guy who put up the notice HAD to give the way to Pune, but doesn't WANT us to go there....?

How many of us can so easily get Gold Medals or afford a Rolex?




( some more gems )

Most of all, I loved this sign, which unwittingly gave the message that it IS wiser to wear a helmet... and itsalouwelylife asked if "glass change" meant currency coins that made of glass!

prashanthks was wanting a time machine, to finish all the tasks that he has. But here's a friend of mine who already owns one! I sent an email and got this reply:


On Fri, Nov 27, 2009 at 10:53 AM, wrote:

I will be travelling between 24 Nov to 29th Oct 2009


If this person is not careful, they could wind up as an infant....

Tags: bloopers, friends, humour, mistakes, ntp, signboard

What is this slow carb rice and how is it different from regular rice? If I eat my regular rice very slowly, will it become slow carb rice?

What's the bet that this rice is twice as expensive as regular rice?

I had showed you Romance Tailors in Mylapore:




But who will actually DO the romancing? Here's who






"Gents specialist" doesn't mean they are gay, but that they are men's tailors....

But, if you happen to think that to err is human, there's a place for you, too, in Bangalore, where you can stay in comfort:




If you don't like that, you can take this auto and growl...





I am feeling rather growly myself, and going "grrrrr" at all the things I see going badly around me...

One, while waiting at Central Station, Chennai:





I can just imagine the criminal innocently sitting in front of the camera which, of course, knows immediately that this person is a criminal, and starts watching him...


The next delightful thing was in my coach.



It says, "Hammer for breaking the window glass during emergency".

Now to find a hammer to break the glass of the window in which this hammer is kept...


And the last...make no mistake, there will be no teetotallers on this train...

I will be documenting that morning walk of mine...yes, I did take along MLC2 yesterday.

But some things are even more eye-catching than others...


As I turn from Santhome High Road on the Marina, into Radhakrishnan sAlai (erstwhile Edward Elliotts Road), I find that I am suddenly in New York!

( see New York in Chennai )


Well, I was not in a militant mood, I was...affable...!




In Tamizh, the sign says "appapuL" (in Tamizh, "f" sound is written,somewhat awkwardly, with a "therefore" sign written before the "p" consonant...but that wasn't the case here). So, I was appapul instead of affable.



I do enjoy taking my MLC along!


It's beginning to pour with rain again...I'm going to enjoy going to get some vegetables now...

....what about onions, ask the Jains....

We were waiting at the watchtower in Maidanahalli for the appearance of the endangered Blackbuck...and I was looking around.

I was very tickled to see that three rhyming friends (or relatives or family, perhaps that's more likely) had visited:





When we visit a place, we need to leave our impress upon that spot...the equivalent of "Kilroy was here"....!

I must get down to posting about the variety of birds that we saw in Maidanahalli, but right now, I'm just thinking that dentists are a pain in the........teeth.

I've shown you tees for autism



ALS, and other illnesses...

But did you know that Nike actually made tees for other, rather less sympatico, illnesses?

Wolves:






Big cats:





The geese, back here:





Monkeys (discerning ones)




(that was a packet of freeze-dried bananas)

and this Red-Tailed Hawk that roosts on an aerial right in front of Madhu's 12th storey window, and suddenly sailed past as we were walking:

Both days, on my way to Valley Green Inn in the Wissahickon area, I saw this poster:





I never could find out (it was on the road, and I could not ask either the cab driver on the first day, or Kusi on the second, to stop) what this was all about, but the possibilities are intriguing.

Can each of you come up with your story for this poster? Don't miss the dog in the illustration!

Looking forward to a very entertaining time of it...

My own simple-theory-to-begin-with:

There's honey for sale in the house behind the poster, and this is the way it's being advertised.

Sometimes one wears many hats...and sometimes one takes them off, too..




A spotted this on the way to A and M's home, and we were all giggling about a barber being a notary public....she called it a "not-hairy public"!

I think the bottom line is, either way you approach him, you'll get scalped...

I was in Forest Park with the Gangue members when I spotted this bird:






Dave Pierce id'd it for me as a

BELTED KINGFISHER

...that was the first time I've seen one, let me see what my luck is in the future!

( a couple of common birds, one of which is a migrant )

And finally, I found one motorist who had great respect for birds, and stated this:





Well, if he's driving his car (notice I say that it's a man..hee hee) in the Zoo, I am sure he'll do the necessary braking....

I still cannot understand why there was not a rush for this counter at Walmart yesterday...




Probably because women were rushing to buy this:




Er, what were these bum pits? Oh, sorry, that was bump it! and....contrary to what I thought it was when I saw the words "flat to fabulous"...it was a hair product....

Now I defy all of you to make sense of that caption (all except shortindiangirl and chaibacca who are disqualified at the very start.

Hah. Stumped, aren't you? I thought as much.

Well, when I was unpacking the

picnic lunch

after getting home, I found one bag had this on one side:




Oh, wow, Supreme Master Television, I thought, *just* what we need. What would this be showing? I looked to see, and was much struck by pictures of praying hens and loving pigs...you think I am joking? ME? Why would I joke about such a thing?

Here they are:




Please note that the bag also advocates heart transplants!

And it goes on to list "life-saving food". Do you know of food which is otherwise (ok, don't count my Death By Chocolate dessert)....?

Sandalwood has been a close friend for some time now; he is a childhood friend of amoghavarsha....without being a computer science student, this guy is so knowledgeable about software and hardware...and is one of the sweetest-natured people I know! KM and I ask him for advice on how to maintain our computers, and he has been unfailingly helpful. He is also a keen hiker, and I am thankful to him for introducing me to places like Turahalli.

He too knows of my interest in ...interesting...signboards, and here are some notices that he sent me recently. He says he too received them as forwards, so we don't know where these were taken....

If anyone has any information about their location, let me know!

We *think* we know what this one says:




I can understand the part about "a pride man is below to pig"




but that "one rope released donkey"...what's that? Chandan explained to me that the first few lines mean, "it's better to be an egg that the snake eats, than be in the mouths of people as the subject of gossip"....

This one sort of starts of being understandable...even though "environment less is effect to human life" is difficult...



but why the exhortation that's there's no hurry to be rich?

Next,



I agree that "where and there toilet usings" is the "work of animals, not human"...but why, suddenly, that talk about "loan arrangement"?





"All most all is one of the meaning less" just about sums it up!

The propriter of Hotel Shringar, wherever it is, has a lot to explain...

I am sure to face protests that I am being elitist. But I think that if someone is paying for public interest notices being put up, that person should also get something translated from the Kannada into English that is understandable! For example, "greenery is our health" (hasirE nammellara usiru) should have been translated as "greenery is the breath of life"...

As I walk in Forest Park, so many images fall on my mind's eye, and only a few of them are on camera. This post is mostly for myself, to look at later and recreate those magical evenings when the light melted into the purple dusk, the air held a hush, and I felt totally at peace....


I see very few butterflies, but I managed to get this tiny BLUE...



( some random images )

And this one is my favourite for the memory it brings back....the thundercloud was looming up, all the sky was a luminous mauve and purple, and the evening just glowed... the boat-lights shone dimly upon the waters of the creek, and the cool breeze was building up into a wind...dusk was a beautiful time to be there!

Here are some I took a couple of days ago in Forest Park...first let's have the decals:



If that's the case, why IS this person going around in a "vehical" that drinks petrol?

I agree so much with this one too:





But I guess what is being referred to is the fat figure of the

Laughing Buddha

not the ascetic, lean, spare Buddha depicted in our Indian sculpture!


Well, some people are quite ingenious about their genius:





And considering that I took this outside the Muny, where musicals are staged all summer, it's appropriate:





But some people are content with just



We were passing by driving when A spotted this, and D kept driving past and I couldn't get a pic...and D finally had to stop awkwardly. He told me that the car behind us was a police car, and I got down to go and take that snap. Meanwhile, the police car radioed to some cops on the beat, who promptly came over, stopped me, and asked me what I was doing! I showed them the photographs, and they apologized and went on their way....

Oh all ye St Louisians, fear not, the police in Forest Park are alert and chasing away all suspicious characters!


OK, Beast, it's your turn now! :) Just go right on...





and don't worry about "what-if" scenarios!

I went to the Cypress College Theater to attend the arangEtram (first stage performance) of my niece, and on one of the stage doors, what do I see but this..





Reminds me of

this poem

that I read long ago...

Well, the Depontis of the world, however they may spell their names, are the movers and shakers!

I had a small adventure on the flight returning to St Louis, too...more about that anon...I have been sleeping my head off, must find it and attach it firmly to my neck now! :)