I observed this last week on the door of our pet-friendly hotel in Chattanooga:
I don't recall ever seeing these two admonitions expressed together in such polite fashion on any surface anywhere. Being the rule-followers that we are, we managed to keep the Luckies and the Luger in the glove box of our car.
When my husband and I were cruising Savannah on the hunt for the Savannah College of Art and Design (which is pretty much a presence throughout this lovely city), I had a chance to revisit the Paris Market and Brocante (as seen in Country Living and a million other publications). Just inside their door, there was a chalkboard filled with scraps and letters and advice and color. (I'm thinking about doing this same thing, only leaving it on my driveway.)
|Help Cure My Writer's Block! Give me a Topic. |
I've Got Answers
Wish I'd thought of that.
Le sigh, to quote my friend Carly.
There was a lot more to take in of this collage, most of it generated by an honest-to-goodness typewriter.
But all those delicious French tchotchkes were calling to me, so I left before finding out the true meaning of life.
And of course, there were those waiting for me just outside on Broughton Street.