I was walking home late at night around 2:00 a.m. on the last night of summer, and there was this flyer taped on the side of a pay phone outside of Cody’s Bookstore on the corner of Telegraph and Haste.
I found this half-mutilated photo negative on the floor of a warehouse about to be torn down. When I scanned it, it looked like an alien or a fetus was staring the guy right in the face, and he doesn’t seem to mind it all that much.
I’ve been wistfully scanning the ground since I discovered this website, searching diligently for the perfect FOUND thing. Then last week at my local community college where I’m taking a sign language class I walked into the classroom to see the perfect specimen. I hope Michael makes it through his crisis, and wish we all could schedule a meeting for a transformation.