Brittany (Sheehan) Conklin

From its design, I can only make the assumption that the website http://www.serene-naturist.com/ is for people who want to learn how to merge stock photos of candles with creepy animated birds and naked ladies. It took me almost a full minute to determine it’s actually a website for a massage business. I’m still trying to figure out why of all the nude female images available on the page they chose to put the weird plaster bust on the top and surround it with semi-transparent do-si-do-ing butterflies. The links on the site are merely portals into other embarrassing worlds, including one that reveals images of one of their massage rooms–complete with lava lamp and pot-leaf beaded curtains.

There is so much wrong with this site, and I just don’t have the time or the composure to go through it. This is bad design that crawls off the page, into reality, and may literally destroy lives.

I have to admit, I’m a sucker for those terrible addiction and disorder shows. Intervention, Obsessed, My Strange Addiction… I love ‘em all. And before you get started telling me I’m “watching it to feel good about myself,” that’s not true. I have a larger than average empathy gland (wait, that’s not a gland? Let’s pretend it is for a second), and really enjoy watching people make it out of their problems through an epic life transformation. Now that that’s been said, let me introduce this hilarious typo I saw.

While watching Freaky Eaters (the corn starch episode), an ad for a later episode of the show popped up in the corner, advertising an addiction to “chessy potatoes.” No, not “cheesy potatoes,” which the episode is *actually* about (and it’s a good one), but apparently Bobby Fischer style classic logic game potatoes. I don’t know about you guys, but if ingesting large amounts of delicious starch is going to help me checkmate in two moves, I’m there.

During my recent trip to Wisconsin to see my family for Thanksgiving, my dad and I decided to go walking through a nearby town known for some adorable little shoppes. Little did we know, however, that we’d run into a couple of brilliantly misspelled signs. I only managed to capture a shot of one of them, which you can see below. It looks like whoever planned the window writing for this business mixed “personalized” with “personnel” when working on the script. The best/worst part? This was an event invitations/cards/stationery business. Needless to say, I would NEVER patronize a document business that lacks the chutzpah to recognize and fix a major misspelling on its storefront.

The other misspelling? A business located on the intersection of two streets (the signs were literally mere feet away) had misspelled the name of the street on their hanging sign. In large text. Right next to the street signs. Did I mention the correct spelling was on the street sign… right there?