Sign Of The Times, Time Of The Signs

Posted: March 27, 2013 in Uncategorized
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We often have difficulty telling people how to find Casa Fisherrero, since many of the streets in our neighborhood, in fact in all of Todos Santos, have no names. That included our street until yesterday, when we took the initiative to name our street. There seems to be a precedent for this although we are not strictly sure about the legality of vigilante street naming.

It all began with a woman named Gail and her idea, nee passion, to name her street. Although apathetic at first her husband was soon recruited to her cause. After a short list of possible names was winnowed down to the winning name (Gail’s choice suggestion) El Camino Rocoso or “Rocky Road”. Constant urging by Gail resulted in the painting of two signs (by her husband) which were to be affixed to a power pole at the corner of El Camino Rocoso and Las Brisas. The hanging of the sign and dedication ceremony are depicted below.

Area man proudly displays self-named street sign, actually it's not named after him, and the sign did not name itself, but you get the idea.

Area man proudly displays self-named street sign, actually it’s not named after him, and the sign did not name itself, but you get the idea.


Friend Bruce facilitated the sign installation both by lending tools and actually hanging the sucker.

Friend Bruce facilitated the sign installation both by lending tools and actually hanging the sucker.


Tiny area women (Gail and Christine) are dwarfed by massive signage.

Tiny area women (Gail and Christine) are dwarfed by massive signage.


Afterward we celebrated by taking a much-needed beach break. It was a beautiful day in the Los Cerritos neighborhood too. There was a lot going on, this being Easter season and all. There was horseback riding, surfing, boogie-boarding, kite-flying and bocce ball going on.
See if you can find the hidden bocce ball. Hint: look for a big-headed boogie boarder.

See if you can find the hidden bocce ball. Hint: look for a big-headed boogie boarder.


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All the tired horses in the sun, how'm I s'posed to get any riding done.- B. Dylan (from one of his alltime worst songs)

All the tired horses in the sun, how’m I s’posed to get any riding done.- B. Dylan (from one of his alltime worst songs)

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Comments
  1. Arrow Olesky says:

    Did you serve ice cream at the dedication ceremony? Rocky Road (get it?).

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