The Sign

I know I've made jokes about Mall at Millenia / Mallenia / 'Mo-lennia being some sort of Mecca, but it would appear the State of Florida agrees. Witness the new road sign installed over the weekend:

  _________________
 /                 \
| Mall at Millenia |
|------------------|
|   Holy Land      |
|   Experience     |
|                  |
|    Exit 78       |
 \_________________/

(I think there's almost a sermon in that sign, something about putting money over God, but let's not go there.)

Friday night, Millenia was our dinner-destination-of-the-week. After extracting Dan from the talons of his employer, we (over)ate at Brio, which is apparently Italian for "let's give you too much food." The plate carrying Daniel's lasagna was longer than our server's arm. After dinner, a quick walk-around to keep from going into a carbohydrate coma. We split ways after a brief visit to what Dewayne termed the "Mothership," Crate & Barrel. By the time the Fantasyland 5K'ers were experiencing their first self-inflicted-torture strains of "it's a small world," Daniel was on his way back to the torture of working late on a Friday, Dan & I were on our way home, and Dewayne flew solo into the first episode of Banana Republic Theatre.