The One with the Cats

I found this in the vestibule of my apartment building one night, and I just had to open the envelope and read it. I put it back where I left it though, so I’m not a total asshole.

Flying Mice Don’t Like Ice

A band (Flying Mice) didn’t make it for a gig at the bar and I thought the odd combination of words on the sign made it a keeper.

Dear Loretta

I’m the sad clown who mops the stage after the shows at Turning Stone Casino and Resort, the Indian profit center of Central New York. Loretta Lynn wasn’t out after curtain with her Maglite looking for ground scores a couple nights ago, so I got to keep this find from downstage right. Other stagehands’ girlfriends … Continued

Long Hair

I found this photo at the side of the road just on the outskirts of our village.