One of my favorite movie quotes of all times is from Diner, when Boogie tells Carol. “It was Ripley’s.” Of course, this occurs after the infamous popcorn scene in the movie, when Boog offers the most implausible tale ever that only affirms Modell’s earlier comment that Carol isn’t a smart girl. Over the last week, I have had 2 instances where I might begin to believe Boog’s explanation after all. These are those Seinfeldian moments when you want to have a Kramer like shudder in disbelief.

     The first occurred out near Wyndham when I saw a darling green commercial pick up emblazoned with Doody Calls logos. If you’re not familiar with Doody Calls this is a service like lawn care that will purge your dog’s droppings from your yard. This just brings to mind a Seinfeld episode where I believe Jerry comments that if aliens were watching from outer space and saw humans picking up after their pets who would the aliens think was the superior creature? Personally, I can’t ever imagine using this service, since I am a firm believer in “shit happens” and nothing proves that quicker than stepping into a pile of it.  

     My 2nd moment was over the weekend. There is no place I detest more than Short Pump Town Center. The traffic is unbearable, the commercialism despicable, and driving civility/politeness is non existent. Fortunately, I was on one of my stealth marketing early morning outings and no one was out and about, so I was cutting through SPTC with no impediments. As I was motoring along the backside near Dick’s, I thought I saw a neon sign advertising a hotel. Nah, I thought that can’t be right, but just to satisfy my ever curious mind I did a u-turn. Sure enough, there is something called the Sierra Hotel adjacent to Dick’s. Now, I have been to the Galleria at Tyson’s Corner with its connecting Ritz Carlton, but SPTC as a destination location? Gimme a break.