Monthly Archives: August 2012

You Suck at Life Now

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FOUND by Jennifer outside of a Juvenile Detention Center in Columbus, Ohio

I was walking home from the park with my kids and thought that I’d take them by the juvie; like, “Hey kids, don’t act up and end up in there some day.” We found this on the sidewalk. I saw the swear word up top and then wouldn’t let my kids have it. They spent the rest of the walk home trying to guess what the “bad word” was on the page. My daughter, 12, is certain that is was ‘ass.’ My son, 7, thinks that is was probably ‘dumb.’ I told them that they would have to go to bed never knowing.

Dear Julie

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FOUND by Becca in Madison, South Dakota

I found this greeting card in a secondhand copy of the book Poirot Loses a Client. I wonder if these ladies stayed friends.

The translator I used is probably not accurate, and the handwriting’s quite hard to read, so this is the best translation I could piece out (it’s written in Danish):

Dear Julie,

I’m (???) currently and have been for the last 14 days. They have probably so busy at home or working, and so waiting is better than to go for control. I hope to get a fairly full strength painting team at school again in January. I wish you a merry Christmas.

From, Bek.

Imperfect Enjoyment

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(Click image to see reverse side)

FOUND by Charles in Santa Fe, New Mexico

All fans of great literature will already know the incredible work of John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester, but sometimes his work can be so cryptic as to be opaque. Luckily, the previous owner of this used book was kind enough to add her marginalia to increase understanding.

Smelly Dead Chicken

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FOUND by Justin Z. in Santa Barbara, California

I found this on the street during a lunch break from work over 10 years ago. Since then, I’ve proudly displayed it on my cubicle walls of each job I’ve had since then, and it never fails to disturb my co-workers. I’ve long been intrigued why the writer stored the chicken carcasses for his neighbor instead of disposing of them; in any case, he seems way more indignant about that than about the dog killing them in the first place.