I saw this driving home from Virginia last night. I’m not sure what else to say about it, other than it shared storefront space in a strip mall with a hair salon called Hairicanes. Across the street is a business called “Granny’s Day Care,” but I haven’t figured out if it’s Granny who is doing the babysitting, or if Granny is the one getting her diaper changed. I kind of want to know, but I kind of don’t. This block of Market Street is pretty much most of North Carolina in a nutshell. Go ‘CANES!
This weekend I was in Richmond with my aunts, sisters, and mom. Every year my Aunt Lisa’s company reserves King’s Dominion for a Family Appreciation Day, and we get together to enjoy funnel cakes, pretzels, fried oreos (don’t ask), frozen lemonade, and the awesomely short lines for the rides. I feel like I’m in that episode of Full House where they go to DisneyWorld and Michelle is named “Princess for the Day” or some crap, and they get front of the line privileges. Seriously, the day rocked. Except no Uncle Jesse. Boo.
It wasn’t until I was halfway into the 5 hour drive home that I started thinking about the names of the coasters I’d been enjoying all day. Just to throw a couple out there for you, we have:
- The Dominator
- The Anaconda
- The Shocker
Ok, the last one was technically the “Shock Wave,” but still, I’m sensing a pattern. I think King’s Dominion wants to violate me. But as long as they keep the fried oreos coming, I guess I’m ok with it.