Happy New Year, and all the rest: Friendly's poetry.

The poetry continues

The latest double-sided Friendly's sign.

Fish time

After a whole year's cycle of signs, a new one appears:

The importance of being kern(est), or goblins no longer welcome

Just as frightening... Either a budget meal, or a budget buster. Depends on which side of the sign you're on.

Boo Haiku

This sign may be short-lived at the neighborhood Friendly's. I'm wondering (horror movie style) what would really happen if real goblins showed up for ice cream.

J

In the continuing poem that is our Friendly's sign...

But what is the mysterious J?
Some friends have already posited jalapeno, or perhaps jack?

Onward, supermelt!

   

The poetry continues.

Friendly and delicious

A more subdued message from our friendly Friendly's this time around.

Two sides

Continuing the poetic saga of the Friendly's sign, northside and southside.

Friendly's goes text

I'm creating a poem of sorts by cataloging the ever-changing Friendly's sign. This time they've gone all "texty" and have different messages on each side of the sign. I'm not sure if they didn't have an "H" for Happy BDay, or if they want you to order appetizers. Thoughts?

Also, I promised to put up some student work, and I am in the throes of organizing it now! Soon, I hope!

But it's a great name for a band.

There's just something so...bombastic, and summery, and, well...gross...about this signage.

And in deference to my Italian heritage, I feel I must register my complaint about pairing seafood with cheese/cheez.