Before you take care of others, please make sure to take care of yourself.

A little birdy told me that these stickers come from Seattle Cancer Care Alliance. I know they are a sign of someone who has been tested and given the all-clear, but something about them feels a bit apocalyptic.

I would love to see more purple-blue pastel stickers calling for police and prison abolition.

I've been made aware that this sticker is actually a meme. I'm pretty sure this one, the "Masturbation Check!" one above, and the "All My Homies Fuck Gay People" sticker from last week were all printed out and pasted around town by the same person. Prove me wrong.

Please oh please, bring back the early days of Stay Home, Stay Healthy, when the only tragedy was my inability to write the Great American Novel and not witnessing the democratic process being ripped apart at its seams (though to be fair, that was happening then, too).

My lips hath never tast'd the delights of Cheesy Fiesta Potatoes. And they never will.

Having a hard time figuring this one out. Is he inhaling a cigarette?

I mean, this message isn't wrong, it's just sort of annoying.

Why does this sound like a threat? Or is that just me?

I've seen this one around the Hill a lot but have neglected to stand in the street and read all the text until now. If you're interested, you should really get the book.

As always, if any of these stickers belong to you, please e-mail me at jkeimig@thestranger.com.