Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Why?


Maybe it's the sound of all of that nail-clipping on the subways that's getting to me, but when I came home to my weekly earwax-coated Q-tip in the hall tonight (the flash doesn't capture the true disgustingness of it all), I felt compelled to respond. Although it's hardly as good as this one, it did afford me a certain amount of relief. Perhaps I'm looking at this the wrong way. The plastic bag of feces and used condoms is half-full, not half-empty.

Previously: Hall Monitor

1 comment:

Derek said...

Kenneth,
I came out to find my car and all the cars around me with those annoying post it notes advertising some stupid business service but no name or anything and when I called it, it gave no identifying information. I tracked the number to a business in Pontiac though and then searched the corporate listings with the state. I mailed a bunch of them to the guys home address in Bloomfield Hills asking him to stop unless he wanted me to come to his $500,000 home and place ads for things on his car and at his home.