We all make mistakes:
Drying boxer briefs in the microwave
Bathing your cat.
Kanye West.
But when it happens in a newspaper, it’s like taking that same mistake and repeating it, say… 15,000 times… then handing it out to people to make sure they saw it. Such was the case in our latest newspaper issue, which included a full-paged ad promoting the biggest event our small town hosts each year — and has been for the last 109 years: The Florence Rhododendron Festival. Our small town swells (it’s a swell town) from 8,500 to 18,000 for four days each May, culminating with the West Coast’s second-largest floral parade next to the Rose Parade. It also brings about 300 bikers to town.
No one knows why.
So the Rhododensron Festival is kind of a big deal.
As I mentioned, mistakes happen. However, at our newspaper, when it involves something that looks suspiciously intentional, I somehow get the blame.
Again, no one knows why.
So when this type-o appeared in today’s full-paged ad, I had to defend myself by clarifying I am in the editorial department, with no access to our ad department.
I’m still not sure they believe me…
I really hope this doesn’t mean I’ll have to wear a tiara…
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Ned's Blog 
I’m not buying it.
This whole thing reeks of you, Ned…
But I showered and everything!
Not everything, apparently.
HaHaHaHa! I never said I was a great speller; so the evidence is circumstantial!
I don’t know. I’d go to Rhododnedron.
Hahaha! Well, if the town swells from 8,500 to 8,501, I’ll look for you!
Story. Of. My. Life. Something happens and all heads turn slowly toward me and eyebrows head for hairlines and everyone becomes Bobbles Heads. It doesn’t help that 9 times out of 10 I AM to blame. Still….the benefit of doubt would be nice once in a while.
It’s like having a super power, similar to being able to turn invisible — except only when no one is looking.
LOL! I’m going to own that! I have ANOTHER Super Power! My resume is getting better every day.
ahahahahahahahahaha
Alex, that’s exactly what I’m going to h ear when I ask for a raise.
ahhhhh I hope not!!! they are lucky to have you 😉
Now I think I want you there, Alex.
I will happily back you up. How could anyone say no to the two of us?
Exactly! Hey, what are you doing for the presidential elections? We could bring balance back to the galaxy. Just saying…
hahahah! 😉
Sorry, but a “Rhododensron” in this post does implicate your spelling skills. 🙂
Oh for Gawd’s sake…
Yup, saw that. Jeez, Ned…
It’s like you’re not even TRYING.
Why couldn’t it have been a flower that’s easier to spell? Like Daisy days?
Because life is constantly testing us. And laughing.
Every festival needs a little ned in it!
(Still chuckling over Kanye West mistake…) You know he once threatened to run for president… I thought we were safe until this election season. The possibilities are now endless. Egads.
Haha! He also said he was leaving the country… if only.
I think the Island of Misfit Toys will do! (I hope they take clowns…) 🙂
Illuminati confirmed.
If I might add, after the red thong, sporting a tiara should be a piece of cake! They don’t creep but those little comb thingies HURT.
Btw … to save you the trouble of looking thru our closet, I do not have a tiara.
😉
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Really? No tiara? I can fix that… 😉 XOX
No tiara needed my Sweet. ❤ You already make me feel like a queen. ❤ Every. Single. Day ❤
XOXO
As you should, Sweetheart — I’m just the lucky man who gets to do it 😉 XOXO
OK guys,get a room. 😀
😉
hahahaha
I can lend you my tiara. 🙂 Hilarious!
As long as it’s not too heavy 😉
Lmaooooooo 🙂
you could claim it was on purpose, as advertisers do from time to time, to capture the reader’s attention, like miller ‘lite’.
Genyus!
I yam.
It’s tough being perfect, even for you!😜
I’m sending you some rhoden.. rhodydren..roahdie… some flowers for that 😉
I would never even attempt to spell rhode -whatsit, I’d just put flowers!
The locals just call it Rhody Fest. Much simpler to say. Especially after a few beers.
You really need a simpler flower name for the festival – Like Rose, or Iris.
Weed works.
Especially here in Oregon…
Ned’s court?? What’s next? A harem or jail? 😉
Probably circuit court.
As a long-time garden (and garden centre employee), we simply call them rhodos. And what respecting gardener would be without a rhodo? I have two (PJM and one other whose name I never knew because it was a rescue rhodo).
They are beautiful shrubs, and when they get mammoth, they are breathtaking in full bloom, so I understand why garden enthusiast swell your small town. On the bright side, they should be environmentally friendly people.
Oh, and for the record, many readers won’t even know how to pronounce rhododendron let alone spell it, so only about 25% of your readers will recognise the error. They will all be rhodo elites who make more noise than the average when you spell their favourite flower incorrectly. On the other bright side, your ad will be shared more than normal to point out your–I mean the ad department’s mistake. Remember, there is no such thing as bad publicity.
Yep. Tiara and red thong.
It’s why we read your blog, Ned.
I was afraid of that.
Surely this is referring to the flourishing Mycenaean court of Rhododnedron III, son of Orythroneus and Phaedra?
(Sorry, this is the best I can do to try and rescue the ad department’s credibility.)
Hahahahaha! There’s no rescuing them but this was a very valiant effort!
Well, I guess at least I tried. 🙂
I think you were framed. Though after the Thong of ’15… I’m starting to doubt even myself.
Oh sure Ned, nothing suspicious there.
I get that a lot…
You would totally rock the tiara. Do it!
No tiara. Just a tutu and some ruby slippers……..
In that outfit, I wouldn’t even have time to click my heels three times before the police take me home…