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    Putting on the Dog

    Posted by Sgt. Mom on February 3rd, 2012 (All posts by )

    Short Bus Hot Dogs, photographed two years ago, at the Abilene Balloon Festival.

     

    This entry was posted on Friday, February 3rd, 2012 at 2:54 pm and is filed under Photos. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.

    4 Responses to “Putting on the Dog”

    1. Jonathan Says:
      February 3rd, 2012 at 7:23 pm

      Were the hot dogs good?

    2. Bill Brandt Says:
      February 3rd, 2012 at 7:39 pm

      I thought that was an Australian saying

    3. Sgt. Mom Says:
      February 3rd, 2012 at 7:55 pm

      I don’t know – we had already eaten, and spotted the balloon festival by chance. They seem to be be pretty darned popular in Abilene, to judge by their Facebook page.I thought it was a marvelous marketing presence, myself.

      Australian? I don’t know where it came from – maybe it is a Californian expression. It’s one of those that I have known so long that I just don’t know where it came from!

    4. Bill Brandt Says:
      February 3rd, 2012 at 11:09 pm

      Sgt –

      In Australia if one is “putting on the dog” they are pretentious – i.e., “putting on airs”.

      But don’t consider me to be the final authority ;-)

      When I was in Australia in the 80s, Crocodile Dundee was, as they like to say, the “flavor (flavour!) of the month – I was giving my best Paul Hogan imitation to this rather aristocratic sales woman in Melbourne’s exclusive Dept store (George’s? – on Collins St or in TX terms – Nieman Marcus) – anyway their Saks Fifth Avenue – after listening to my “she’ll be right, mate” and “what do you reckon?” said, “Look, we don’t talk like that here!”

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