Trash Day
… or why I need to have my camera on me at all times.
Among the sweet pickings on Franklin Street this morning – a discarded snare drum with “Hogan Hamfist” scrawled across the skin. Further along the sidewalk I almost tripped over the base drum. Oh, Hogan, sorry your mom finally cleaned out the basement.
adamg
September 22, 2004 @ 1:39 pm
Oh, my! I had my camera with me and yet was late for work, so didn’t stop to take a picture of the human-sized Tweety Bird somebody on my block was throwing out. It looked so sad, all crumpled up and forlorn…
Swans
September 22, 2004 @ 4:32 pm
Last week a coworker caught me taking a picture of a discarded vintage exercise bike. Luckily he was running late so the conversation didn’t get beyond “uh, good morning?” shrug, and “gotta run.”