Believe Your Noodly Master, Hon
Flying Spaghetti Monster Sign
Falls Road
Hampden, Maryland
(reported no longer there … let me know if it pops up elsewhere)
When I saw this marvelous piece of street-arty-goodness last September I slammed my brakes so hard that it was a good thing that no one was behind me at the time 🙂
Created by this great row-house’s owner, Jacob Corbin-Beal, it celebrates Baltimore’s Hampden neighborhood slogan “Believe”, the local endearment “Hon”, and the infamous Flying Spaghetti Monster …. all in one fabulously wondrous sign.
Even the front of the building is delightfully strange and just twisted enough to be totally cool. When I visited, it also featured a randomly matching juice pouch.
> The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster (all you need to know about FSM … and more)
> The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster
> Hey, Hon – a guide to understanding “Bawlamarese”
Spaghetti, Wenches & Metaphysics: Episode 1—The FSM from Matt Tillman on Vimeo.
The first episode in the series of videos introducing His Noodliness—The Flying Spaghetti Monster—to the world.
That’s too cool! I love the figures in the front window and the juice pouch is the cherry on the sundae! Great photos!
Fabulous sign! I was thinking of building my own personal FSM for holiday lawn decorating. I’d add a Santa hat for a jolly touch.
And I had never seen the fun video. RAmen, indeed!
I would do an FSM lawn decoration … but in my neighborhood, that would go down like a lead balloon 🙂
Oh, in my neighborhood it would be quite unappreciated, but I don’t plan to stay there forever, so I don’t mind ruffling a few feathers. The neighbors know I’m different, and they still talk to me, but I’m sure they wouldn’t want to have me over for tea 🙂
What would probably happen here is that the FSM would be stolen within a week. When I first moved to the neighborhood 8 years ago, I had a palm tree, three flamingos and alligator (all lit) on the front lawn for the holidays. I put a Santa hat in the alligator’s mouth. The whole display was gone within a week. It could have been a college kid grabbing it for a dorm display, but I rather suspect it was a disgruntled neighbor who felt I shouldn’t be allow such flippant treatment of the holiday.