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Hospitals all have the same decor.

There must be a catalog out there with prints and wallpaper just for hospitals. There's no other explanation. This is the 4th hospital I've spent significant time hanging out in at some point in the past year, and I must say, I'm beginning to find the decor rather stifling. I wonder what the consequences would be of rogue mural painting?

I have some other random stuff, but I'm too tired and scattered to come up with anything more organized than this:

1. Best song lyric of the past two days (lots of car time = lots of radio time), from the Avett Brothers, Murder in the City
If I get murdered in the city
Go read the letter in my desk
Don’t worry with all my belongings
But pay attention to the list

Make sure my sister knows I loved her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name

2. Random goods and services that you can purchase in the middle of nowhere between our house and the hospital. This knowledge is provided to me via random signage.
  • okra
  • blueberries
  • fresh eggs - For these first 3, that's all the sign says, not "for sale" or a price or anything.
  • deer processing
  • backhoe services
  • "fill dirt" - This was right next to a house with a large pond dug in their yard. One's man's trash...
  • hay
  • janitorial services - That was what was on the sign, not "house cleaning," or "maid services."
  • any and all products you can get from a honeybee - There's a honeybee farm with a cafe and such. I've never been there, but my sister and nephew went on a school trip and now I really want to go. Maybe one weekday when I'm trekking back and forth from the house to the hospital.
  • deer corn "shucked or unshucked"
3. Signs not dealing with selling things that crack me up:
  • A picture of a man on a tractor as a warning sign with "next 4 miles" under it. Seriously, it's a tractor crossing zone.
  • Summerville High School's SAT word of the day: facade. Defined as "wall of a building." Well, yes, but they're kind of missing the pivotal part of the definition. It's like saying orange is a color. Yes it is, but that's not really helpful.
  • "JESUS SAVES" signs. White with block black letters. You used to just see one or two of these things, but now they're everywhere. I think it's like every time someone sins, a JESUS SAVES sign reproduces. I've told some people this, but whenever I see these, all I can think is, "Yes, he's very fiscally responsible."
  • And a sign that made me think, "I'd like to report a kidnapping" : Got Jesus? We do.

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