What Did You Do Today, Mr. Rogers?

Well, children, Mr. Rogers had a very special day today. Let me tell you all about it.

First, Mr. Rogers went downtown on the trolley to meet a very good friend for lunch. Mr. Rogers ordered the patty melt.


The rest of Mr. Rogers' day involved going about the neighborhood and saying hello to all the neighbors. Hello, neighbors...

It truly was a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

Sign of the Times

Good day to all of my readers in the neighborhood. Mr. Rogers hopes that all of you had a wonderful weekend. Mr. Rogers spent the weekend contemplating how grateful he is that he has readers like you. In addition, much time was spent thinking about how signs have an impact on our daily lives.

Mr. Rogers sees so many signs when he's travelling through the neighborhood, it sometimes makes Mr. Rogers' head spin. Have you ever seen a sign that confused you?

Mr. Rogers sees them all the time.

Some signs make Mr. Rogers laugh. Mr. Rogers knows that laughing is good for you and it's lots of fun, so Mr. Rogers enjoys seeing signs like these:

Mr. Rogers knows that some signs are designed to make Mr. Rogers think a certain way. Mr. Rogers isn't going to fall for that and neither should you, boys and girls. These are the signs that have been controlling elections and the general direction of this nation for decades.



Some signs make Mr. Rogers think that we've lost our capacity to care about others. It makes Mr. Rogers very sad to see signs like these. Mr. Rogers hopes that not one of his dear readers ever has to hold a sign like this:

Some signs just make Mr. Rogers scratch his head in bewilderment:

I wonder what they want us to focus on.

On rare occasions, Mr. Rogers sees signs that give him hope for the future:Mr. Rogers would like all of you good boys and girls to remember that the founding fathers of this nation wanted us to have the freedom to make signs and use them to let others know what we think and feel.
Mr. Rogers hopes that many of his readers will be inspired to use this right to free speech that was given to us by these great men. But Mr. Rogers would like to remind all of you wonderful boys and girls that spelling counts ......

Now, if you'll excuse Mr. Rogers, he has to go make some more signs.

Hello, Boys and Girls

One day, as I was strolling through the neighborhood, whistling a happy tune, I noticed a sign by the side of the road, and I thought to myself, "How very thoughtful for someone to have taken the time to put up a sign like that. And how ingenious. It looked as though all it took was a piece of cardboard, some paint, and a little creativity."

I then thought about all of the lies that the media have been dumping into the eyes and ears of the people of this great nation of ours. I thought how sad it is that they can get away with it simply because they have more money than everyone else. It just doesn't seem fair (or balanced).

The final thought that occurred to me while looking at this simple, yet poetic message was that other people across the land could be doing this and should be doing this. Hell, even I should be doing it. (Pardon my salty language, boys and girls. Please avert your eyes.)

A friend referred me to the website where this freewayblogger posts pictures of his work and discovered that there is in fact a movement and that there are, to my relief, other people across the country putting signs up alongside the highways and byways of this great land.

I decided it was time to stop sitting there, complaining about how my government behaves and get up and do something about it. I discovered the instructions on how to participate in this "freewayblogging" and am delighted to share my results with all of you nice boys and girls.

Please take the time to leave a thoughtful comment. Mr. Rogers loves comments, even if they aren't flattering to Mr. Rogers.

Here is the media in your neighborhood:



Here is the media in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood:

This last sign down below wasn't done by Mr. Rogers but was on the same overpass that I posted on, so I decided to take a picture of it. Whoever is responsible for it, I would just like to say, "Hi, Neighbor."