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July 29, 2009 |
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I Throw Pennies
FOUND by Carrie May
in San Franciso, CA
I found this about nine years ago on the sidewalk down the street from my apartment. It's been framed on my wall ever since.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Ha! Written by Nathan...mom sends him money for interview clothes and look what he does.
Where I live, throwing pennies is a fighting gesture. People from the wealthy North have been known to throw pennies to the members of Southern football teams at matches. It's like saying, "Here, be grateful, that's all you're worth anyway."
But maybe this person was pitching pennies, as in the old gambling game.
Su had just come to the United States and didn't know much English. A friendly man told her to come to the casino to pitch pennies. When she got there, the man was not there, and Su felt confused. She left a note at the penny-pitching table before she left.
Penny the miniature Poodle was never quite the same after the trauma. She wandered the streets aimlessly until an insecure morbidly obese man named Nathan took her home to Mom.
"I am here but I don't feel like talking to you. Go find a wishing well."
@ Fooch ... You beat me to it. I'm too slow, as usual.
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Nathan, the local would-be Romeo in Carrie May's neighborhood, was a little slow (mentally, that is; otherwise he was a little too quick, if you know what I mean). He never quite understood that not getting a key to the apartment meant that he wasn't all that welcome.
So he stood on the sidewalk and hollered up at his Juliet's window. Unless it was too late at night. Then he threw things at her window trying to get her attention so that he could ask to be let in. Pebbles, Pez candies, pennies ... anything he had enough of, he threw.
Usually Juliet opened her window after a while. Sometimes she just called the police. Sometimes she ignored him and he went away.
One Tuesday he left this note behind.
When Juliet read "your having fun" her screaming rattled the rafters all the way down at Carrie May's place. "He wrote 'your having fun'??! What kind of a grammatical moron is this guy? He's about to start thinking of these past few months as his 'good old days of yore.' (If he can even spell THAT!)" And she left the neighborhood the next weekend without ever talking to him again.
Nathan moved to New York and started a hot dog stand.
methinks it's young love. so easily dejected. he probably threw 2 pennies at a window to get her attention, probably at the wrong window. then gave up because he was already on eggshells emotionally at this point, all the hormones racing as he was on his way over.
I like how the "e" changes. caps at first, the lower case as he goes from outrage to sadness.
I like how it is on cardboard. makes it look kind of like a tatoo. this would make a great tatoo.
Socialists think:
I know what to do! Let’s throw pennies at the poor-people who are shouting at us! Then, they will vote for us, as we are “on the people’s side”!
A statement against socialism by the Libertarian Alliance.
Just a guess.
I love how the G in guess looks like a swirly doodly-doot.
Not sure that this would be a "Find suitable for framing" for me though. I wonder if it's written on the back of a part of a cereal box. Or a Ritz Crackers box. That would make the coolness factor rise up at least four notches.
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Tarzan mad at boy. Boy not there. Hate walking street by self. Start feeling funny being on street with only loin cloth. Need make money picking pennies buy more clothes. Damn monkey not here must be with boy. Me hate boy.
Tonto mad at Lone Ranger. Lone Ranger owe Tonto money. Tonto need to get drink on. Him probably off looking for ceramic cats and getting panty crickets with him damn horse silver. Him be some mad someday when him find out what Kemosabee really mean. I go pitch pennies raise enough wampum to get a 40.
UHHhhh UHHHHHHHHH!! FIRE BAD! Throw pennies! What no pennies? Throw girl in lake! UHHHH..
Sign,
Frankenstein
Hiplains, you are in rare form today.
Now I have to explain to my co-workers why I'm snickering uncontrollably in my cubicle.
I would like to know what else Carrie May has framed on her wall.
Librarian, usually I am the slow one..I just was up too late last night....
Librarian, that's funny!
a lad in sane, the tattoo idea might go. But no, I think I'll get a clover tattoo instead.
HPD, you must be off to vacation soon! Hilarious!
@Clover - What? I just got back from Vacay.
Totally unrelated to this find: I have been using Firefox, with the wonderful add-on which blocks all ads...which means I have not seen an AA ad in months. Until today, when I decided Firefox has frustrated me long enough..back to IE and these awful AA ads.
@lad
love it
Oh no don't get a clover! If you ever wind up in prison they'll think you're part of a huge racist, prison gang! (I can't remember the name of it though...)
I can't help but read, "I came you not here?" all as if it were one question, which technically I guess it is.
I can't think of anything funny to say though.
There's something tragic and lonely about this note.
My earlier comment was deleted. Is that normal?