Thursday, July 14, 2011

You could be a weiner

Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind

Do this, don't do that
Can't you read the sign?

Being the sharp bunch that you are, you've probably figured out today's topic. That's right, we're always looking for signs here at the Sanctuary. Not signs like "Wash Hands When Finished." No, deeper, more mystical signs that are never obvious to the casual observer. Sometimes you have to connect the dots to discover the true meaning of things.

Take yesterday when my computer sent me randomly to a Facebook page I otherwise would never have visited. Now I could have clicked off the page and gone on with my business. But because I realized the potential of this "sign" one lucky Sanctuarian will very likely be winning Jewel's purse in an Oscar Meyer sweepstakes:

Go for it, and report back when you win so we can write a proper feature story.  (There are also daily and weekly giveaways, but we're thinking big here. Jewel's purse big.)

Special thanks to the Five Man Electrical Band for today's lyrics, which inspired "long-haired freaky people" like us to to hide our hair under our caps before applying for jobs. Unfortunately that tactic didn't work at the Whitehall Packing Company back in 1971, which dispatched us before we had a chance to witness any bloody carnage. Meanwhile, "Signs" made it to No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100 that summer.

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