another view from vatoville


The photo above was shot this morning, December 1st, 2011. The subject matter is directly across the street from my house and has been sitting in that same place since the day after Halloween. Apparently, the lazy-ass bastard neighbors who put it there, have no intention of disposing of it in any traditional manner...such as walking it over the garbage can, cutting or tearing it up, and cramming it in like a normal person. I believe they are hoping the box will disappear via some Great Pumpkin magic, or an avid collector of nasty, torn, rain-soaked, sun-bleached cardboard Halloween memorabilia will stop by and ask, "How much? I must have that piece of shit. Now!"


12 comments:

  1. dear jockfullofpumpkinseeds:

    ohhhhhh you are blogging again - YAY!
    in all your snarky glory

    xoxo

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  2. I think you need to sneak over there at night with a can of spray paint and turn it into a masterpiece the reflects the holiday season..."HO! HO! HO! Great Pumpkin. Happy Holidays from The Grinch"

    I'm sorry, I'm not feeling too witty today. The doctor slapped me with some reality today I wasn't ready to accept.

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  3. junque: snarky?

    Mildred: As much as I love your suggestion, I am trying to be a good boy. SWMBO has strongly suggested I ignore what goes on across the street. Now, I simply decide who I'm more afraid of...the Mexican mafia or SWMBO.

    Spo: Bizarre is a good word. Want to change homes for a week or two?

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  4. I know this is a little odd but the arrow on the box seems to be pointing at a hole. Are you supposed to be in the box or poke something through the hole. I guess it is probably to nasty a hole for that.

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  5. hahahahaha. a charlie brown glory hole? that's just wrong, I suppose.

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  6. Help me, Lassie! I've fallen in Charlie Brown's glory hole...

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  7. [fingers drumming impatiently from deep within the Charlie Brown glory hole] Hello! I've fallen and I can't get up...does anyone hear me? Oh nice man who lives across the street, won't you save me?

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  8. or at least bring me a sandwich and a magazine to read!

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  9. This is Lassie...take a number, Mildred. I'll be with you as soon as possible. (Saving people in holes is a full-time job.)

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  10. If this is still there I just may have to come and steal this in the middle of the night... There's a very good chance I may need it to build my cardboard house!

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  11. speaking of...how are things going? and I've got lots of duct tape and a glue gun if you need any help.

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