Scrambled #yeg
It’s time for another selection of random weirdness I’ve found wandering around Edmonton.
Before the real leaves bloomed, knitters made it happen.
Scrambled #yeg
Here are some odds and ends from around this fair city of ours. I like to call this scrambled #yeg, combining one of my favourite foods and Twitter’s Edmonton hashtag.
You can see other fun stuff we’ve found here.
This dentist takes his teeth very seriously.
(Anyone else know where this dental office is?)
When do all of our buses get DVD players, ETS?
If you’re walking down Whyte Avenue take a look down at your feet. That’s where you’ll spot these babies.
Sock on the LRT.
Umm, it’s a sock on the LRT.
And finally…
Scrambled #yeg
Totally random and with nothing to do with this post (outside of name); I had scrambled eggs in my breakfast burrito this morning. It was delicious.
Now, here’s some weird stuff I’ve spotted around this fair city of ours. I like to call this scrambled #yeg to combine one of my favourite foods and Twitter’s Edmonton hashtag. Oh, and I’ve done this before.
I can only imagine the first day of school, and this is your first classroom.
There has to be upwards of $12 on that boat.
The lady is real-size, the door is not. What's up with that door?!
This is over in Old Strathcona's theatre district. I don't know why. But it's cool.
Insert pants joke here.
Scrambled #yeg
I’ve been going through photos and I think it’s about time for another random assortment of weird, funny and Edmonton things. (scrambled 1 here, scrambled 2 here.)
- I’ve posted this one before but I think it’s great that someone wrote, in the snow, on this guy’s car when he illegally parked.
- Living east of the Univeristy I always think it’s burning to the ground in the winter. Thankfully, I am always wrong.
- Edmonton’s firefighters really need more money in their sign budget.
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It’s like he was sent from the most terrifying reaches of Christmas to stare into my soul.
It’s like he was sent from the most terrifying reaches of Christmas to stare into my soul.
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What the what?
Scrambled #yeg
This is the second in a burgeoning series of Edmonton photos. Basically, I see stuff that’s weird, hilarious, though-provoking, or just plain Edmonton and it appears here every now and again.
There never seems to be a shortage of odd things.
That’s a nice basket of rocks you’ve got there.
The next one was kind of funny at first. Then we found a second cough syrup bottle at Clareview Station and it wasn’t as funny.
Spotted on the Clareview LRT grounds.
This cough syrup bottle was on the LRT tracks.
I’ve had this one for a while. This mask was found at the University. Surely that means it has something to do with education of some sort. Right?
In case of emergency, find this mask at the U of A.
Remember when this guy (and his pal) were on the main level of the City Centre mall? Now they’ve been relegated to the back corner of the smaller food court. Sorry buddy.
It ain't what it used to be, because they put you in the basement.
I think, by this point, our love-hate relationship with Commerce Place and its Jasper Avenue doors is documented. That they have but one door, of four, operational on the city’s main downtown street is funny, but not “ha-ha” funny. Oh, Commerce Place…
Two doors broken, one door saw-horsed. You're next, remaining door.
And for those wondering, #yeg is a Twitter reference. Get on Twitter, already.
Scrambled #yeg
This one has no real rhyme or reason. This is just a random assortment of stuff I’ve found while wandering the streets of Edmonton looking for ideas, inspiration and beer. Not necessarily in that order.
Please point me in the direction of random things, or send me your photos/links to your photos.
You never know who you’ll bump into at the farmers’ market. Why, that’s Edmonton’s own Martin Kerr. A singer-songwriter (and one-time Canadian Idol contestant, but I wouldn’t know much about that).
This one was so bad (pun?) it was too good to not run over and snap a picture.
This one comes in two parts. There’s a collection of couches in an empty lot…
And way down there, on that green couch, you can see a box…of course it’s filled with…
Videos? I guess. This reminded me of the time I removed a shopping cart from our parking lot. It was full of clothing, random garbage, some food (mostly mustard) and a VHS copy of Mon Oncle Antoine.
About this next one…I just want to point out that if they’re looking down to see these on the sidewalk they’ve already crashed or are about to…
No wheels on Whyte
We all need to know what happened here…
Did a guy kick out a car window, jump, then rip his underwear off and run? If so, was he wearing just underwear prior to the escape?
Or did he kick in a car window from the street, and have to remove his underwear for some unknown reason? A lot of questions but no answers right now.
