The Comfort Station: Ho Ho Ho

Walking to work this morning, Liz and I noticed that the Comfort Station was adorned with holiday cheer.

The instant I saw this, I was immediately reminded of the time the hood of my car was unceremoniously tagged. Too funny.

On a random side note: I’m delighted that I can start using the “on the way to work” tag once more.

Related:
A Note on Homonyms and the Difference Between Possessive and Plural; Or, How the Universe Portions Out Karmic Justice for All the Shit I Did as a Teenager
Cosmic Debris Outdoor Art Installation, Logan Square Comfort Station
Tiny Signs, Logan Square