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Went for a drive today…

Uncle B once suggested we look for a house here. I suspect his motives. I suggested Dead Man’s Lane instead.

Both are in Rye, a town we love and looked at houses in. But not Dumb Woman’s Lane or Dead Man’s Lane — we couldn’t afford it.


Comment from Gromulin
Time: April 8, 2010, 9:41 pm

The Hobo mittens are quite fetching. Wouldn’t wear them near Ace.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 8, 2010, 9:42 pm

Ewwww…why didn’t anyone tell me Paris Hilton exchanged her signature chihuahua for a ferret? I feel so…soiled.

Comment from porknbean
Time: April 8, 2010, 10:00 pm

*looks at sweasel’s link*

Which one is Paris?

Comment from Scubafreak
Time: April 8, 2010, 10:38 pm

Good gawd. How DO you treat multiple STDs in a Mustilid?

My eyes got clamydia just from looking at that pic. just imagine what that poor ferret is going through from actually being HANDLED by that walking typhoid mary…..

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 8, 2010, 10:43 pm

PnB wins the thread! Oh, wait…I like ferrets.

I’ll have you know those are proper fingerless gloves, Gromulin. Uncle B bought them for me after I walked around with a regular pair with the tips snipped off. I get wicked Raynaud’s.

Comment from Gromulin
Time: April 8, 2010, 11:01 pm

I get wicked Raynaud’s. Ouchies. That looks like a real bummer.

Comment from Mike C.
Time: April 8, 2010, 11:06 pm

Paris who ?

Another person that I understand is famous for being famous.

Comment from Mrs. Compton
Time: April 8, 2010, 11:14 pm

Is that a machete you’re carrying with your fingerless gloves?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 8, 2010, 11:25 pm

No, no…just a crease in my Levi’s.

Comment from Nina from GCP
Time: April 8, 2010, 11:27 pm

You’re quite the snappy dresser, Stoaty!


Dead Man’s Lane. Sounds juuuuuust right.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 8, 2010, 11:36 pm

It’s a leeetle bit chilly to be riding around in the Weaselmobile with the top down. Lovely, but chilly.

Comment from Scubafreak
Time: April 9, 2010, 12:24 am

Yep, it’s just about time to get the Voyager out on the road. i have to tune and lube it, and might have to swap the stator, but it’ll be nice to be on 2 wheels again….

Comment from See-Dubya
Time: April 9, 2010, 12:47 am

I have a friend who lives near “Morning Wood Lane”. I think it’s near “Backlick Road”. Ah, Northern Virginia.

Comment from Pavel
Time: April 9, 2010, 1:12 am

Hey! Is this close to Mouthy Dame Road? I knew a lady from there. That precise street.

It was between Yes Dear Lane and I’ll Get to That Once The Game Is Over Its Down To The Last Ten Seconds And We’re Ahead By One Goal At Least Let Me Celebrate With The Rest Of Wales Hey What The Hell Are You Doing Turning The TV Off Sheesh Can I At Least Turn On The DVR Click Click Click Dammit Woman The Game Is Over And You Made Me Miss It You . . . Bang Bang Bang Oh Gosh Oh Man Oh Baby I’m Sorry I Didn’t Mean To Pull The Trigger I Just Meant To Scare You Oh Lord Where Do I Hide The Body Maybe Behind the Boat House Woo Woo Woo Oh No Here Come The Cops No Officer I Came Home And Found Her Like This Some Bastard Must Have Shot Her While I Was Out Oh By The Way Do You Know Who Won The Big Football Match (Note Use Of British “Football” Reference, Which Is Actually “Soccer,” And “Match”, Which Is Actually A “Game”) Are You Shitting Me How The Hell Did They Score Two Goals In The Last Ten Seconds Bang Bang Bang It Was You You Bitch Dead Body Of Wife Convulses With Additional Shots As Cop (Or Copper As They Say In Great Britain, Which Includes Wales And Some Other Outfits) Slaps The Handcuffs On The Husband And Hauls Him Off To A Long Life In Gaol With Bruce “Toss My Salad, Si Vous Plait” Jones Husband Road in Wales.

We’re talking Wales, right? Oh Jeez. England? Sorry. Never mind.

Comment from Pavel
Time: April 9, 2010, 1:25 am

‘Good grief. “S’il Vous Plait” I meant, not “Si’l vous plait.” That’s what I get for not proofreading.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 9, 2010, 1:27 am

You made Uncle B hoot, Pavel.

Comment from Allen
Time: April 9, 2010, 4:08 am

I’m still trying to process pavement. The county paved the road to my fiance’s house. For pity sakes they put up reflectors. Even my horse gives me a dirty look. “What’s this hard shit under my hooves?”

Apparently the road to my place is next. I have subsquently found out, it’s Obamalus money. I’ll never live it down.

Comment from JuliaM
Time: April 9, 2010, 6:36 am

I’m really astonished some mouthy feminist group hasn’t petitioned the council for a name change.

Or perhaps they have, and got nowhere?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: April 9, 2010, 12:39 pm

Probably the latter, JuliaM. Bloody-minded folk in East Sussex. ALL the knick-knack shops around sell Golliwog merchandise, even after the BBC featured a few of them to try to shame them out of it.

Comment from Nicole
Time: April 9, 2010, 1:05 pm

So…ferrets need to be descented, right? And they tend to tear everything up because they are little balls of frenzy? I have always wanted one. I wonder what the Siamese would do if I got one… LOL

Love the road sign. And Pavel’s comment gets a guffaw. 🙂

Comment from Jeff
Time: April 9, 2010, 2:13 pm

In the States, “Dumb Woman’s Lane” refers to the left lane, when occupied by a female driver of a minivan jabbering on her phone and going 10 mph below the speed limit.

Comment from EW1(SG)
Time: April 9, 2010, 2:42 pm

Badger hoots.

I can only imagine.

Comment from David Gillies
Time: April 9, 2010, 5:10 pm

I loved my golly when I was a kid. I was into my teens before I became aware of the racial connotations. Maybe I was dim, but I wasn’t malicious.

Ferrets are cool, but they pong something wicked. Send ’em down a rabbit warren and it’s like that scene from The Terminator where Reese has a flashback (flashforward?) to the T-800 infiltrating the rebel base. It does not make for happy bunnies. And Paris Hilton is a deeply silly woman. She’s nearly 30, for God’s sake. She should start behaving like it.

Comment from Can’t hark my cry
Time: April 9, 2010, 8:31 pm

And Paris Hilton is a deeply silly woman. She’s nearly 30, for God’s sake. She should start behaving like it.

Well said!

Comment from Ritzy Carlton
Time: April 9, 2010, 11:42 pm

Oh, the article says that weasels smell bad…. and all this time I’d just assumed it was Paris.

Comment from Richard
Time: April 15, 2010, 12:29 am

I loved living in Rye. 4000 inhabitants, 19 licensed bars.

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