I received an e-mail ad this morning selling “smiley faces” for my e-mail. I don’t know what I would do with a smiley face. Perhaps I could send one along while inquiring about a job. Or maybe I could send it along with any hate mail I might dispatch to help soften the blow.
www.roadsideamerica.com, the Web version of my favorite travel guide Roadside America, has this observation in its listing of smiley face water towers across the country:
Smiley Face water towers can be found from Atlantic coast towns clear out to the Great Plains. We’re not sure why the phenomenon peters out short of the Rockies.
That Wal-Mart smiley face gives me the creeps. It seems as if it wants to inject its zealous spirit into the souls of the American shopping public while it surreptitiously picks your pocket. The result: “I’ve been robbed but I’m happy as hell.”