Detritus Delight Us
This summer I’ve already eaten and liked: 1) a Cuban sandwich that looked exactly 
like a half-smoked cigar (at Moto restaurant in Chicago); 2) a peanut butter sandwich with lettuce — my Indiana hosts insisted; 3) In desperation one morning, I had Diet Mountain Dew on my Grapenuts — tastes like weak fruit juice. So I’ve eaten it again, but only when I can’t get orange juice for my cereal.
So, was I disturbed by the sign saying “Curry Donuts”? Oh yummy! Better yet, it’s the name of a chain. Haven’t been there. Facts might get in the way of a good story. And let’s face it: Curry and donuts are good separately. Why not a curry donut?
Other oddities observed include:
The Punxsutawney PA newpaper says, “…Police report unknown actors drove through the yard, causing grass damage …” Maybe the cops should look them up in IMDB.
From China, the land that holds copyrights sacred, here’s every word from the packaging for a stick-on auto mirror: “Clean glass thoroughly with alcohol base cleaner or glass cleaner. Caution: Objects in mirror are closer than they appear. Reproduction of editorial content is strictly prohibited without written consent of CIPA Mirrors.” Because you wouldn’t want such stunning prose stolen, showing up in songs and sonnets.
