The other day I noticed the license plate on the car in front of me was a vanity plate that said,
HLY MLY
I quickly surmised that was Holy Moly. And then I noticed the type of plate. [Florida has about a gajillion different types of auto tags that you can see here if you're really bored interested.] It was a
Golf Tag
Florida Golf Capital of the World tag.
That made me wonder if it was intended to be Holey Moly, referring to the holes on the golf course. It was a sort of riddle. And a riddle is also a lot of holes — as in being riddled by bullets, for example, not that that’s the kind of riddle we are likely to enjoy. The coarse screen or sieve [lots of little holes] used when sand casting metals is also called a riddle.
And then my mind circled back to holy and thought that divine mysteries might also be holy riddles. God might be the ultimate holy riddle.
And then the light turned green. That car went straight through the intersection and I turned. If we had been stopped longer, I wonder what my brain would have made of “moly”….
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ALL THAT in the minute or so you sat at a red light? Wow. I need to kick-start the neuron firings in my brain at red lights – Me? I just sit there singing to myself until the light turns green.
Yeah, um… you know, I’m not normal. ~Tim
perhaps that someone needed to see a dermatologist pronto?
They could probably find one on the golf course. ~Tim
Yeah.. that’s a lot of time on your hand. I used to live in Florida and what I did notice was that every plates had an orange on it. California plates are boring….