Dire Emergency

I found this posted on a community bulletin board in Bolinas, a small hippie town north of San Francisco. And, in case you’re wondering, no, I did not go look for Gary behind the building.

Financial Escape Plan

I found this note folded up as I was watering the plants in the yard. I would love to know how this story continues.

Print Jobs

Typically you print and go retrieve your stuff, especially if its not work-related. Someone forgot his personal print job.

Last Good Bye

Found this note walking home from a bar one night, it was ripped in half and crumbled on the sidewalk.

Don’t Give It to War

Found a block from the Old Town School of Folk Music. Written on musical notation paper. Maybe this was an assignment for some sort of class on protest songs. There’s something to be said about avoiding moral arguments and getting straight to the point: war costs money, and I want the money instead.