The tales and adventures of a Foo Dog on a series of roadtrips and silliness all over the country.
About Me
- FooDog Hyla
- I travel the country looking for adventures and good times for my blog. E-mail me at foodog609@gmail.com or friend me at www.facebook.com/foodogblog/.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Foo of the World
Labels:
boat,
camera shy,
dolphins,
foo,
king of the world,
titanic
Location:
Hilton Head Island, SC, USA
Drinking Time
Labels:
five o'clock somewhere,
foo,
jimmy buffett,
red stripe beer
Location:
Hilton Head Island, SC, USA
Boating Fun
Foo was so excited to get back out onto the water on Victoria's Uncle Tom's boat. He just had to help if he wanted to get it out on the water.
Foo's job was to get the ropes ready and secure once they got them off the dock. He was quick about it and super efficient.
Then they were out on the open waters, enjoying to cool breeze and the salty air. He does love a good splash.
Foo's job was to get the ropes ready and secure once they got them off the dock. He was quick about it and super efficient.
Then they were out on the open waters, enjoying to cool breeze and the salty air. He does love a good splash.
Labels:
boat,
foo,
south carolina,
tying line
Location:
Hilton Head Island, SC, USA
Watch for Alligators
Foo went for a stroll in the neighborhood he was staying in in Hilton Head and came upon this sign. Apparently they like to cross the road here a lot, just like deer, he supposed.
But yet another sign was very informative. He really shouldn't feed the alligators. Whew. That was good. He really didn't feel like being lunch.
But yet another sign was very informative. He really shouldn't feed the alligators. Whew. That was good. He really didn't feel like being lunch.
Location:
Hilton Head Island, SC, USA
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Heritage Lost
Foo just couldn't pass up Heritage USA, founded by the perennially crazy televangelist Jim Bakker and Tammy Faye Bakker Messner, especially since there was almost nothing left.
It had clearly seen better days, just like their ridiculously insane Jesus Saves mantra.
Santa also apparently had a say in it and was happy to see it go. There's no room in this world for religious zealots of any persuasion. About 2 weeks after Foo's visit, the entire thing was gone. Praise Jebus!
It had clearly seen better days, just like their ridiculously insane Jesus Saves mantra.
Santa also apparently had a say in it and was happy to see it go. There's no room in this world for religious zealots of any persuasion. About 2 weeks after Foo's visit, the entire thing was gone. Praise Jebus!
Labels:
castle,
crazy,
destroyed,
foo,
heritage usa,
jebus,
jesus,
jim bakker,
tammy Faye bakker messner,
televangilism,
televangilist,
theme park
Location:
Fort Mill, SC, USA
Do You Know the Way?
Foo came across this author park that liked to travel as much as he did. It was a little strange, though.
Fittingly one of the signs for Alice Walker was the color purple, but she was from Georgia and wrote about the deep south where neither Texas nor Arizona fit.
Edgar Allan Poe had signs designating his name towns in Wisconsin, Canada and South Carolina, all far from the Boston area that he made his home. Super spooky.
Although Emily Bronte is an English writer, her signs spanned from north in Minnesota to the south in Texas in the U S of A.
Another odd one was Herman Melville, author of the classic Moby Dick, a sea faring whale of a tale; and yet his name towns were in the very landlocked states of Nebraska and Montana.
Yet another European author, this time Irish by birth, got a weird name deal with the Deep South states of Georgia, largely British in ancestry, and Louisiana, very much inhabited by the French, both of which don't take very well to the Irish.
Trippy author of Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll, did make a little bit of sense with the incredibly trippy states of New York (with its great big intense city of rampant creativity) and Iowa, where it's just odd and full of corn.
Mississippi-born Mark Twain, or Samuel Clemens, kind of got the shaft with his name states. He really never got to California, and frankly, Illinois, although on the Mississippi river, was kind of at the wrong end.
Yet again, Ogden Nash, a native and resident of the Eastern seaboard got far away locations in the barrens of the country in Utah and Oklahoma.
Again terribly odd, Chinese-born author Pearl Buck was bequeathed two of the most historically intolerant states, Indiana, a hotbed of the KKK, and Mississippi, which is well... you know...
Finally one that did kind of make a little bit of sense was frontier author Zane Grey coming up with Utah and Canada. Well, at least Utah anyway. Canada is a pretty big place though.
Fittingly one of the signs for Alice Walker was the color purple, but she was from Georgia and wrote about the deep south where neither Texas nor Arizona fit.
Edgar Allan Poe had signs designating his name towns in Wisconsin, Canada and South Carolina, all far from the Boston area that he made his home. Super spooky.
Although Emily Bronte is an English writer, her signs spanned from north in Minnesota to the south in Texas in the U S of A.
Another odd one was Herman Melville, author of the classic Moby Dick, a sea faring whale of a tale; and yet his name towns were in the very landlocked states of Nebraska and Montana.
Yet another European author, this time Irish by birth, got a weird name deal with the Deep South states of Georgia, largely British in ancestry, and Louisiana, very much inhabited by the French, both of which don't take very well to the Irish.
Trippy author of Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll, did make a little bit of sense with the incredibly trippy states of New York (with its great big intense city of rampant creativity) and Iowa, where it's just odd and full of corn.
Mississippi-born Mark Twain, or Samuel Clemens, kind of got the shaft with his name states. He really never got to California, and frankly, Illinois, although on the Mississippi river, was kind of at the wrong end.
Yet again, Ogden Nash, a native and resident of the Eastern seaboard got far away locations in the barrens of the country in Utah and Oklahoma.
Again terribly odd, Chinese-born author Pearl Buck was bequeathed two of the most historically intolerant states, Indiana, a hotbed of the KKK, and Mississippi, which is well... you know...
Finally one that did kind of make a little bit of sense was frontier author Zane Grey coming up with Utah and Canada. Well, at least Utah anyway. Canada is a pretty big place though.
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