Number Five in a series of handmade signs found around South Minneapolis. Simple advice. Tasty, too. I love a cup of rooibos (red bush) tea and was introduced to it while travelling in South Africa. Caffeine free and chock full of anti-oxidants.

Number Four in a series of handmade signs found around South Minneapolis. Self control is harder than it seems. Strive.

Number Three in a series of handmade signs found around South Minneapolis. So true. Hang on to innocence if you can.

Number Two in a series of handmade signs found around South Minneapolis. And a very good question to ask yourself as well. Which is it?
The first sign in the series can be found here.

I have no idea if this place is still active but I like the framing their bridge gives to the skyline.

Big brick wall. Lines, lines, lines. Tiny company sign.

A Twin Cities landmark next to the Hennepin Bridge. A local guy even made a font based on this sign.

Caught a bit of sunlight glinting through a metal sign near the lakes today.

These random signs pop up along 50th in south Minneapolis from time to time. I love their anonymous connections.
I got some more shots of the signs starting here.

Not just any kind of junk from around the world, no sir-ee, good old fashioned American Junk! Yee-ha!

Yet another neon sign that caught my attention. Kenny's. Near Knollwood.

The Holsum Bakery Thrift Store. Bread, Donuts, Cake and Sweeeeeet Rolls! Yes!
Location: Downtown Minneapolis.

Nothing says "class" like large black paint scrawled on the exterior wall and questionable spelling of the establishment's name combined with a broken entry way and less-than-new vehicles parked in front. Still, I'm intrigued.
Location: Downtown Minneapolis.

Spellone 2003. Train car near University of Minnesota, Minneapolis.

Is the giant Happy Chef a baker? Because he looks kind of baked...

Personally, I don't much understand the average person's attraction to an establishment such as this (the giant phallic neon?), but then again I've been told I'm a musical snob. Still, the neon looks cool at night.

"Motorcycle Parking Only." It would be nice if this sign held true. I mean, it does for several months of the year, but the rest of the time, it serves as a high-snow marker.

Murray's Steak House. Home of the butter knife steak. Or so I've heard. I've never been. But then, I don't eat red meat, either. Nice look to the place, though. Guess I have a thing for neon at night and that swanky sort of design.

I like the top half of the Sexworld building, but those horizontal pink and purple neon lights at ground level kind of destroy the coolness of the look.