Mar 302016

There’s Vanity, and then there’s outright Narcissism.  These plates aggrandize the driver in such a way that they cross that line.  Behold:


A legend in his own mind, an object of derision in everyone else’s.



Unless you’re Sir Paul or Ringo, you most certainly are not. FAIL.



Yeah, sure. You’re a real wild and crazy guy, no doubt.


Self-glossing is not the way to go.  Show, don’t tell.  Maybe you all need to take a long, hard look at yourselves, like this guy did:








Feb 242016


We’re a pious lot here in Pennsyltucky, even when we’re committing one of the Seven Deadly Sins.  So, look upon these with Agape, yes?



Make a joyful noise and all of that, eh? Well, I feel ya on that one, pal! Why, I even saw Stryper back in the day, so I get where you’re coming from.





It took me a while to figure this one out, but months after I first snapped this pic I realized it meant “Church of God Pastor.” I guess the spirit was not upon me when I took this picture. Does this mean Predestination is a thing, then?



Okay, I’m pretty sure this wasn’t an official vehicle of the Papacy but an ironic statement about the little white Nissan that bears it. That, or the Pope was *really* diligent about his advance team covering the region for last fall’s Philly visit. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen it since then. Hmm…


I know some of you heathens are laughing.  That’s ok, though, I could use the company once I get to where I’m headed.