In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Strip Mall Wonderings

I was looking at a strip mall the other day. It's been there for years. In fact, during the sixties, it was the place to go and all the big retailers had an outlet there. The big malls pretty well killed the strip mall, so the business that come and go are interesting.

Anyway, I noticed "Mr. Giggles" was closed. Now I never saw the store, when it was open, so I have no idea what was sold. Maybe party goods? How about silly costumes? Clown paraphernalia? I have no idea, but it's closed, so I'll never know.

One part of my thoughts thinks it was a well meaning entrepreneur, a little money ahead, and a bad idea, in a bad location. The other part of my thoughts thinks of a creepy looking man, with a lazy eye, and a really strange sense of humor. Sorta a Stephen King character in real life.

Who knows. The sign is still there. The opportunities for imaginary characters are endless.

8 comments:

  1. Because I have too much time on my hands (and some stalker tendencies), I decided to Google it. It appears to be some sort of a bar or nightclub. You're right though, "Mr. Giggles" sounds like a great idea for a Stephen King book about a deranged clown or magician...

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    1. I was clueless. A nightclub makes sense; maybe even a comedy club. The location sucks.

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  2. We have areas like that in our town with stores that come and go quickly."Mr. Giggles" would have me wondering, too, what it was.

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    1. It's like driving down old sections of U.S. 90, Route 66, or U.S. 75. Interstates now handle the traffic, but the old stores, filling stations, restaurants and motels that remain are like ghost town relics scattered along the side of the road.

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  3. It's my internet too, so if I want to believe Mr Giggles with the lazy eye sold haunted ventriloquist dummies and had a macabre clown for a butler, then that's my right.

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    1. What a wonderful idea for a children's show.

      "He kids; it's time for Mr. Giggles!"

      "NO, MOMMY!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

      "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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  4. Mr Giggles - yes, I see a Stephen King Penny-wise type character too ha! Whoever he was, he isn't laughing all the way to the bank that's for sure.

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    1. It didn't burn, so they didn't laugh all the way to the insurance settlement either.

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