This must’ve been back in 06′ er 07′, I was visiting Cedar Point with my pops and a friend. We were waiting in line for “The Raptor”, one of the roller coasters there, and I noticed this gem taped to one of the I-beams overhead. I’ve had it pinned to my cork board ever since.
Found this tucked into the door handle of my car while doing some grocery shopping in a fairly conservative suburb of St. Louis. I wasn’t looking for a response to my Obama bumper sticker, but I got one anyway. Then again, maybe the note-writer is merely expressing his/her displeasure with unintelligent Groucho fans who have questionable hygiene. Or maybe the question is meaningless and it’s someone protesting Bo Jackson.
Found this taped to a tree on my walk home from classes. Mifflin St. Block Party was this weekend … perhaps the “degenerate” was influenced to throw a beer bottle at a car after participating in Mifflin. Sucks for the owner of the car, but they were quite creative in their insults, so I have to give him that.
FOUND by Ulrike Christofori in Nevada City, California
This note is written on the back of a metallic golden paper that smells a lot of cigarettes. I found it the day after it was written on Broad Street. The style of the note struck me as full of literary possibility… the honesty, the apparent urge to write down an experience, culminating in the BIG question we all face “What to do next?” Having never been drunk in a bar myself, I used to think of the people hanging around bars as a sorry lot, in kind of a dismissive way. This note sounds a bit tormented, and sensitive. Makes me look at the lot in bars just a bit differently.