Portland Outdoor Store

Portland Outdoor Store a photo by neonspecs on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
I love this sign a lot.

Cupcake Royale

Cupcake Royale a photo by neonspecs on Flickr.

I maintain that these cupcakes are better than Sprinkles'.

Frankenfurter

Frankenfurter a photo by neonspecs on Flickr.

Ivar's Fish Bar

Ivar's Fish Bar a photo by neonspecs on Flickr.

I ate some sort of shellfish here for the first time, mussels or clams or something, and they weren't that good. This sign, however, is so spectacular. and the view of the Sound was even better!

City National Bank

City National Bank a photo by neonspecs on Flickr.

Please think of this next time you see a City National Bank and marvel at how far they have fallen.

Enter

Enter
Originally uploaded by neonspecs

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DSC00744a
Originally uploaded by neonspecs

I took this picture five years ago. I think it still one of my favorite signs EVAR. misspelling for emphasis, obvs.

Holsum

Holsum
Originally uploaded by neonspecs

This is one of my favorite signs in Las Vegas currently lit, which I guess is saying a lot because there are tons o' signs in that town. Of note is the apparent need to shorten Italiano with an apostrophe, getting rid of only one letter but a whole syllable.

According to a pretty fantastic campaign from 1910, home-made bread is slavery! See more at the grand Daily Mirror blog (not connected to the UK tabloid).

Chandlertown.

I was planning on going to sleep after I wrote the previous post, but then I looked out my window and through the shades I realized it was already getting to daylight. I had class at 11am; it was going to be way difficult to get up if I went to sleep then. I then had the genius of idea of going to up to my roof to watch the sunrise--gots to take advantage of my apartment before I move out!

As expected, it was beautiful and calm. I finished reading my most recent of Chandler novels, The Little Sister.

"I smelled Los Angeles before I got to it. It smelled stale and old like a living room that had been closed too long. But the colored lights fooled you. The lights were wonderful. There ought to be a monument to the man who invented neon lights. Fifteen stores high, solid marble. There's a boy who really made something out of nothing."

Birds were chirping, sun was rising. All was great--until a bee landed on my leg and I sat there perfectly still. eek! Anyways, I went back down after the sun was up with all these great plans--cooking a full breakfast, watching an old movie, and even getting some work done before class--but I ended up going to sleep anyways at 8. And, now, it was even more difficult getting up at 10 for class! But it was worth it.

I just started a book by Edward Thorpe called Chandlertown about Los Angeles. Check it out in the sidebar links.