Another Duhhh Moment: The Pepperoncini Incident

Well, back in January, I walked into the girls' bathroom at McGuire's in Destin, Florida, because I didn't read the sign on the doors carefully enough. Well, actually, I was set up for that one, at least that's my excuse.

However, yesterday, I made another mistake when ordering pizza at J's Sports Bar & Grill in Ingleside, Illinois. They have half-price pizza on Mondays (along with $1.25 domestic pints). That, along with NTN makes the place a natural stop on that day.

And, their pizza is some of the best we've ever had. We are especially fond of the BLT Pizza. But, yesterday, we thought we'd try a different one and decided, well I decided, on the J's Beer Pizza which has pepperoncini peppers, sausage, onions, mozzarella and parmesan cheese.

Only, I read the first item as pepperoni for some reason. Liz tried to warn me, but for some reason, I didn't listen. It came and we ate. I found that I don't like pepperoncini peppers. Man, those are just a bit too hot!! It was a lot better when we picked them off.

Needless to say, I'm not ordering the Beer Pizza again.

Can't See Out of One Eye, Blind in the Other. --RoadDog

Reckon You're Never Too Old to Learn How to Spell

Today, on my Civil War blog, I learned that I did not know how to spell the word masonry. All these years I have been spelling it masonary. And I was Sure I was spelling it correctly. I write a lot about masonry forts of the era. And, we live in a brick house, which technically could be classified as masonary, er...masonry.

Then, there was the old clipper ship/scotch called Cutty Sark which I was so sure was spelled Cutty Shark.

Even worse, once while teaching in my class, we were discussing Niagra Falls and I wrote it on the board. A student raised their hand and said that I hadn't spelled it correctly. Oh yes, but I had. after further discussion, I looked it up, and the student was right and teacher was wrong. Nothing to do with the sex aid. There are three "a"s in the word, not two. Niagara.

Then there was the time I put the Congradulations for a newly married couple up on the great sign at the Holiday Inn at Wheeling Northbrook, Illinois. At the time this was a part-time job and I was teaching. A person stopped and said it was spelled "Congratulations." Bo doubt a lot of people drove by on the busy road and thought to themselves, "Some idiot doesn't know how to spell." But, then, no doubt there were others who didn't notice.

Living and Learning in the USA. --RoadDog


YOU MIGHT BE FROM CHICAGO IF...You know what lake-effect means.

Now I Dun Seen Everthing!!!

Hard to believe that someone actually paid $1,300 for the corn flake shaped like the state of Illinois.

It was featured on e-Bay and the winning bid was submitted by Monty Kerr who owns the Trivia Mania website. He'd like to put it in a traveling museum. Probably will call it "Famous Flakes I Have Known."

Now, I'll have to check each flake in each and every bowl of cereal I eat from now on.

Counting Flakes, but Hopefully Not a Flake. --RoadDog

The Fed-Ex Guy Thinks I'm Crazy

Our cold wave continues and is forecast calls for it to stay sub-freezing until next week.

Anyway, when we were iced in this past Tuesday, I decided to replace a timer out on the front porch that wasn't turning the Christmas lights on and off in a timely manner.

I was in my athletic shorts and tee-shirt and too lazy to put on a pair of pants so went out to change the timer. There was ice, but the temperature was 30 degrees and no wind so wasn't too bad. Plus, it would only take about a minute.

Wouldn't you know it, the Fed-Ex guy picked that very moment to pull up. The first words out of his mouth were, "Are you crazy."

The sad thing was that I had just given my neighbor Dan across the street the same treatment this past weekend when he did a similar outdoor trip. Payback, I reckon.

Perhaps I Was and Still Am. --RoadDog