Another silly image, along North Avenue.
Fitting, given this morning. I ended up going back to sleep around 6 AM, and waking up at 6:30 (the workers are coming back today to finish installing the new waterheater/ducts).
I’ve seen this tag for a while now, and only today did I decide to take a photo. On the glass of the door is written “OATMEAL,” and beneath it “GRANOLA.” I’m figuring this is some sort of tag (made by hippies?), since a second door about 20 feet away also has “GRANOLA” on it. Looks like someone took a…
Not sure what this was about. There’s a “Pest Control” store across the street on North Ave, so maybe a few employees are protesting? Seeing this reminded me of Robin Williams’ joke about taking little kids to Disneyland, and how Mickey Mouse to a five year old is simply a six foot fucking rat.
Oddly, this isn’t the first time I’ve seen a skull in a car window. I think a big part of my fascination with window washers has to do with my fear of heights. Somewhere, a photo has no home. Another shot of the window washers, taken from across the river.
Rainbow rubber bands. Nobody wants the last one? Out on the balcony, taking in the city.
Sort of easy to miss, but once you see it it sort of jumps out. Spotted at the Milwaukee/Damen/North trisection.
No idea what this is about. Entitlement? What’s that? At any rate, it seems like Billy Jac was a good guy. So this picture is for him. Thanks for protecting us from the bad guys, Billy Jac. Here’s to you, whatever you may be doing now and whoever you might be.
The kids may have the ice-cream man. But they apparently also have the bicycle Repo man. Circle of life.