Banished

January 30, 2013

FOUND by Kelly Ewing in Claremore, Oklahoma

I found this small, folded note lying on the floor under a table in the student center ballroom at the Rogers State University Student Center. Is musical aptitude really a banishable offense? Was it just the last in a long list of grievances? Who did the banishing? The ex-girlfriend? Her parents? I hope you still continued to play while in exile, Banished Guy.

Rap Battle

October 7, 2012

FOUND by Stephanie in a parking lot near a bar

Your Envious Neighbors

August 27, 2012

FOUND by Stephanie near a bulletin board

Found this walking into my cousin’s apartment complex.

Tyler Is Sweet

July 16, 2012

FOUND by Clover in Oregon

After locker clean-out at school, I found a binder in the trash. In the clear display cover was inserted this drawing of Tyler. In the insert on the back was this sweet kitten picture, a valentine from a girl.

Dear Fiddy

April 9, 2012

FOUND by Andrew in Manhattan, New York City, New York

Found in a basket of a bike on Thompson Street. This is just the envelope and I don’t think it ever made it to Mr. Curtis Jackson III since the sender forgot a stamp.

Disc Jockey

January 5, 2012

FOUND by Gordon Stockdale in Cleveland, Ohio

Found in a briefcase in an abandoned Chevrolet Dealership on the West Side of Cleveland. I’m guessing its from the early 70′s. I have no idea who this guy is but this is a definite finders-keepers situation.

Metal Face

August 11, 2011

FOUND by Dagan in Chicago, Illinois

Drop Script

July 25, 2011

FOUND by Jody K. in San Antonio, Texas

Found this on the street in my apartment complex while walking back from the laundry room.

None Smoking Metal

May 13, 2011

FOUND by Eric Krasner in Hagerstown, Maryland

The local park was peppered with these flyers the other day, so I didn’t feel bad for taking one down and sharing. It must be really hard to find non-smoking 11-year-olds these days.

Dear Loretta

March 19, 2011

FOUND by Cheese in Mohawk Valley, New York

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 got the wilted roses. The stars really don’t care, not the B-listers on the casino circuit, not anymore. Marlene was busy blowing out the candles on her birthday cake and didn’t hear Loretta say, “I dedicate this to Marlene,” right before singing “When the Tingle Becomes a Chill.”