Caution

Today I was driving from an appointment to the gym and I passed a caution sign on the road that made me smile. I have never noticed it before but it was a picture of a duck crossing the road, posted there at the busy intersection. Ultimately ineffective, in that by the time I saw the sign I would have mauled any duck waddling nearby, it was interesting and peculiar. You have to wonder who lobbied for it. Surely it was not in the service of motorists as the deer crossing signs, warning us of impending deer shaped dent in hood. Perhaps someone, having murdered a duck by vehicular duck slaughter, was driven by guilt to erect the sign. Or, perhaps, simply someone with a passion for duck safety and world peace. Regardless, the moral of the story is that if ever there was a sign to steal, that would be the one. I have an assortment of street signs and a cardboard cutout of the Pizza Pizza guy, all gifts from a since dispersed gaggle of teenage boys. This sign though...this would be the piece de resistance. I am suddenly reminded of a Friends episode where Ross is teaching Chandler the art of stealing. The salt shaker is off limits, but the salt...that's okay. Can't take the lamp, but you can take the light bulb. So, I wonder how that works with street signs...