Walking from the bus stop to work this morning, I spied a van with intriguing words printed on its side. “Spinning” caught my eye first. Then “Carding.” Woohoo! Then “Rowing.” Uh, wait a second. “Rowing”? Shouldn’t it be “Rooing” if they’re providing wooly services? Well, yes, maybe — if it had been a mobile fiber arts van. A second glance revealed the second word wasn’t “carding,” it was “cardio,” and the van belonged to a local gym. Sheesh, talk about seeing what you want to see. I giggled at myself for at least a block. But really, whenever I see “spinning,” I think yarn, not bicycles.

The bus scarf grows: