Recently, I ran across a product with the scent of “New Zealand Springs”.  And while the scent sounds picturesque, I have a hard time imagining how New Zealand springs should smell.  I mean, I have never been to New Zealand so I can’t testify one way or the other.  And, I doubt that all New Zealand springs smell the same.  After all, the springs next to an orchard are going to smell different than the springs next to a sheep pen.

If I were really interested in the scent, I would buy the product just to see what it smells like.  But I am not so I won’t.

While cruising down the interstate in Indiana, I couldn’t help but notice the sign for the James Dean Museum.  Unfortunately, I usually don’t associate James Dean with Indiana.  But, he grew up in Fairmount Indiana.

Just goes to show ya.

Usually, when I am staying at a hotel, I return the access cards to the front desk when I leave.  I have no use for the cards and I know that they can be reused.  But, during my recent stay, not only did the hotel reuse the access cards, they used “white out” on the card key packet to change the room number.

Of course, if they really wanted to save money, they would just reuse the same packet for the same room and not waste the “white out”.

While watching TV in Indiana, their ads never ceased to amaze me.  One was for a high end furniture store.  They pointed out the elegance, refinement and sophistication of their products.   And, everything about the TV ad seemed to indicate that this was a store for the serious furniture shopper.  But, then the guy in the gorilla costume started running around.

Well, so much for refinement.

While watching the weather on TV in Indiana, I couldn’t help but notice that the weather woman was rather, well, large.  I guess that is the way that they like them down there.

While watching the local news station in Indiana, one of their backdrop pictures was that of a light house on a big pier in a big lake.    From the picture, you get the impression that this is one of many light houses.  But, since Indiana is primarily land locked, I assume that the picture was taken up around Gary where Indiana actually touches Lake Michigan.   Still, the photo leaves you with the feeling that Indiana is on the east coast.

These are white carrots.  I guess some people find them appealing.  I, however, am not one of them.

This sign is in the cafeteria next to the special order grill.  Apparently people like to sit on the counter while waiting for their food.  This counter is also used by people adding condiments to their food.  The last thing that I want to look at is a set of sweaty cheek marks on the counter where I am spreading cream cheese on my bagel.

These instructions seem pretty straight forward but step 4 is a little vague.  And, knowing my co-workers, they will put the cup in the wrong place.

Returnable bottles and cans only!  Apparently there is some confusion here or we wouldn’t need the sign.