Can I have a reservation?

Sometimes things strike me as incredibly silly and I end up giggling about them for weeks.  Like last month on the way to Cleveland, when I saw this sign along the highway:

Now intellectually I understand what they're getting at.  But when I saw the sign all I could think of was, "wow, they're telling impaired drivers where to get more drugs!"

You know...  if you're stoned call #677 to get the lo-down on where the drug activity is ;^)

That thought stuck with me, then a couple of days ago I was headed east out of town and saw this sign:

Which once again sent me into fits of giggles as I imagined someone calling #677 and saying, "Hi I'm a drug dealer and I need a weekend off... can I make a reservation at my local prison please?"  Extra funny to me since I actually knew a woman who'd go to a bar and pick a fight so she could get thrown in jail for the weekend.  Said it was like a free vacation from her crazy husband and kids.  Seriously.  I kid you not.  She did this.

Now if you're sitting there scratching your head and wondering where the humor is in this little story all I can say is "guess you had to be there!"

Have a great day :-)