Some dude told me...

that my blog was crappy.

That so?

Well how does this bite you?

Now look how crappy it is!

Also acceptable; "you call that street treasure? More like street turds!"

Some things never change

12 year old me would have see this clever act of civil disobedience and run off as fast as possible to show and tell my dumb little buddies all about it.

Adult me saw this clever act of civil disobedience, took a photo of it, deemed it was suitable street treasure, and ran off as fast as possible to e-show and tell my dumb little buddies all about it.

Some might call this a rut, being perpetually immature, a man child, if you will.

I call it OG.

Keep it real, son.

Feelings

Dead roses on the frozen ground.
An image so striking.
So heavy.
So emotionally draining.
I can't bear to think of the heart that was undoubtedly broken.

I have to free these feelings. I have to show you, loyal readers how I truly feel.

I made a video in my bathroom mirror and posted it on You Tube. I don't know if I have ever been this honest about my feelings before.

Please, see the real me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rX7wtNOkuHo

If this gem..

doesn't qualify as Street Treasure, then by gum, I don't know what does.

Close up ... keep reading

Sorry they're both a little blurry, it was a run by fruiting drive by picture taking. So if you are wondering, yes, it does say 'Brown Loaf Bakery'.

Whats the deal, was Hot Carl's Confectionary already taken? Or maybe the management thought that the initial idea of Sgt. Poopers Lonely Hearts Crap Bakery was a bit too crass.

Either way, brown loaf is, and always will be a euphemism for feces.

There, I said it.

The finest

... paint on velvet design in all the land.

Lets go look at it together, over a hard hat of beer.