
Though of all the things I’ve heard Borat called, “queen” isn’t one of them.

Though of all the things I’ve heard Borat called, “queen” isn’t one of them.
For various reasons, braved the crowds at South Coast Plaza yesterday. Oddly, it’s the easiest mall I’ve parked at all weekend. Getting to the Marketplace was a disaster, but that’s just because the streets are wholly inadequate to get cars in and out of the parking lot, and the Village (formerly the Mall of Orange) was just plain full.
At South Coast, as part of their Christmas decorations, they had these giant, shiny, 14-pointed stars hanging from the ceiling in several places.

Classic Christmas, but when you go down to the first floor and look up, there are all these giant, gleaming spikes hanging over your head.

It’s a little disconcerting. “Death from above!” is not something I want my holiday decorations to invoke.
Attended a friend’s wedding last weekend, held at the Quail Botanical Gardens in Encinitas (north of San Diego).
One constant feature of botanical gardens the world over is the collection of placards identifying each type of tree, shrub, or other plant. In the walled garden where the ceremony was held, they took it a step further:


The only problem is, you can’t be absolutely certain of where the home is and what direction it’s going at the same time.
Spotted on a school marquee:

Gee, I hope none of them ever runs for office. Some opposing PAC group will dig this up as evidence of constant flip-flopping!

The name of this restaurant reminds me of two things:
Found written on a stairway tile:
![Writing on a tile: 'life is full of disapointments' [sic]](https://journal.kvibber.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/disapointment-tile.jpg)
Someone’s teacher might be disappointed in the spelling…