Wendy: “The mini York Peppermint Patty may now be my favorite candy.”
Wendy, with her best Irish accent, “So be it. Go on then ya fat bastard.”
We LOVE it when we let trucks pass us and they flash their blinkers in thanks. And then there’s the ones that don’t thank us. Bastards.
“You can use my phone. I get free calls to the Yukon after 6!”
Stuff you don’t hear every day.
Bumper stickers you’re unlikely to see in British Columbia. But I saw this today in Los Angeles. Welcome!
-Buddy describes the “Butter Cow and the boy” picture below. What he meant to say was that it’s deeply disturbing.
“I belong to you, you belong to me, you’re my sweetheart.
I belong to you, you belong to me, you’re my sweet.”
– The Lumineers
“She slipped softly from the summer stream, as seamless as a summer’s dream.”
I saw this on the side of a building. Thank you, BC.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
A piece of the poem, The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost
I’ve always loved this, and it seems apropos to Wendy’s big adventure. Just to be clear, though “the road not taken” could sound negative or regretful, that’s definitely not how I think of it…