Spent the day in the car, driving back from South Dakota through Minnesota and Wisconsin. Once again passed the Spam Museum, where I always mean to stop, but am usually trying to get somewhere else. I think I need to make a pilgrimage there, but after a visit to Casa Bacardi in Puerto Rico in March, I'm a little leary of the corporate museum thing. (And, there are free drinks at Casa Bacardi. I'm not sure the Spam Museum can measure up.)
Always on the lookout for the weird and wonderful (or the weird and frightening), I noticed the motto of a crop dusting business -- "We Kill By Air!" -- painted on the side of their hangar. I also spent a moment contemplating the blue green water in the toilet bowl at the truck stop.
Going through my head...all day...from Haughty Melodic... "Sunken-eyed girl in the sandwich shop / Ladle my soup from the kettle pot..."