Thursday
Aug232007
Oh!...It Gets Worse...
Thursday, August 23, 2007 at 10:28PM
Thanks to Paul, Shane and a few others...my dislike for roadside memorials has been rekindled. But, I have an announcement to make...I have found something worse than a roadside cross with Jesus candles and teddy bears. Yes, you heard me correctly...I have found something worse...and I found it in the last place I thought to look.
Instead of throwing up the cross/candle memorial, the family of Robert Gamboa has invented what I would consider to be a unique "memorial." Let me explain...tonight I took Kendra on a "working date." (that is the type of date where you go out to share an ice cream together, but then you also go get gas in the car and drop by the supermarket to get some food shopping done without kids!). Anyhow, let me explain how Mr. Gamboa enters the story...while we were watching the clerk scan our food in the check-out line of the grocery store, Kendra picked up a can of pinto beans to show me something that she knew I would like...
Since I didn't have my camera with me at the grocery store, we reenacted the experience when we got home and I caught it in on film.
In this first picture, notice Kendra turning the oversize can of Teasdale's Primera Calidad pinto beans. She is doing this so you can read what is on the back of the can.
You would think that she is showing you the nutritional content or packaging information right? Well, right under the ingredients and above the included recipe for "Robert's Salsa Beans" recipe you will find both a picture and a small memorial for Robert.
That's right, this man has his memorial on a 108oz can of pinto beans. I can now die peacefully, because not only have I seen car window gangsta memorials, mall t-shirt memorials, but I have travelled to the end of the memorial universe and returned. I do not want anyone remembering me when they open and cook with a can of pinto beans. I beg you...if I go...please put me on an ice cream box or a bottle of wine...but not pinto beans.
Quietly making noise,
Fletch
Instead of throwing up the cross/candle memorial, the family of Robert Gamboa has invented what I would consider to be a unique "memorial." Let me explain...tonight I took Kendra on a "working date." (that is the type of date where you go out to share an ice cream together, but then you also go get gas in the car and drop by the supermarket to get some food shopping done without kids!). Anyhow, let me explain how Mr. Gamboa enters the story...while we were watching the clerk scan our food in the check-out line of the grocery store, Kendra picked up a can of pinto beans to show me something that she knew I would like...
Since I didn't have my camera with me at the grocery store, we reenacted the experience when we got home and I caught it in on film.
In this first picture, notice Kendra turning the oversize can of Teasdale's Primera Calidad pinto beans. She is doing this so you can read what is on the back of the can.
You would think that she is showing you the nutritional content or packaging information right? Well, right under the ingredients and above the included recipe for "Robert's Salsa Beans" recipe you will find both a picture and a small memorial for Robert.
That's right, this man has his memorial on a 108oz can of pinto beans. I can now die peacefully, because not only have I seen car window gangsta memorials, mall t-shirt memorials, but I have travelled to the end of the memorial universe and returned. I do not want anyone remembering me when they open and cook with a can of pinto beans. I beg you...if I go...please put me on an ice cream box or a bottle of wine...but not pinto beans.
Quietly making noise,
Fletch
Reader Comments (5)
What a hoot!
Susan
Fletch~If we put your image on a can of pinto beans you could hardly say "quietly making noise" anymore!
Sandi
Oh what I wouldn't give for the ability to hack into your page and switch pictures with your addiction post...
I can't decide if the receipe looks very hot or heavenly...
[...] which was snapped in traffic the other day. you know i am not a big fan of roadside memorials (or pinto bean can memorials!). here is another version that i am sure you have seen cropping up around town…this is what i [...]
To turn a phrase:
"This *DON'T* in memory of me ..."
If someone makes a crappy T-Shirt memorial after I die (or some ridiculous 'roadside' atrocity or "car-morial"), I promise I will cause my spirit to haunt them to the end of their days.
That's right, I said it: A curse!
You've all been warned.
[OK, I will allow *ONE* type of T-Shirt if people insist on one, but this is very specific: It must say "I'm with stupid" and must feature an arrow (or finger) pointing up at the face of the wearer. Nothing more, nothing less. That way if I am somehow still able to see you, I'll at least get a chuckle out of it.]