King St., Charleston, SC
When you are a Judge you can tell someone not to use your parking spot and mean it. This sign makes me smile because I am always scribbling notes to leave on cars that block my drive. I need sterner language.
I survived two days of leadership meetings only nodding off briefly during the South Carolina Hospital Association grassroots advocacy lecture right after lunch. Two days of sitting still in a chair earns me enough good girl points to order pizza.
Edit: Whoopsie. A reader in California read this post, knows Joe Mendelsohn and forwarded it to him. I just got an email inviting me to stop by on one of my walks and meet him. Maybe I'll ask where he gets his signs!
6 comments:
Joan!!! I found you!!!!
Whew.
- Marcheline
Joe! He had such a crush on my Aunt D many many years ago. A very nice man, but I'm pretty sure he would melt your car.
I think I like Joe. I don't know him. But I like him.
Marcheline! Thank goodness you found me. This began as my blogging refugee camp but I have made a comfy new home.
JanetLee - Ain't it a small, small world?
Catalyst - Now it looks like I may get to meet him. Heheh.
Great sign and great story too.
Don't go meet him, I am sure it must be a trap!
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