This well-organized pile of shoes, lotion, sea salt, an empty corn starch container, a blue mug, a dirty glass, Lipton tea bags, leaves, and a large, wet hacky sack like ball is currently at the bus stop on Broadway, across from SCCC.
What is it? A shrine? An offering to the bus stop gods? A vague 9/11 memorial? Art?
I knew I left that somewhere….
I’m sure Jen Graves can let you in on it…..
fuckin’ cool.
I’ll bet it was left by a teabagger with a fetish…
It’s an alien abduction.
Whenever one sees an empty pair shoes on the sidewalk the person who was wearing them was snatched out of them by alien beam transport while standing still.
If only one shoe is found the person was in mid stride.
I notice my Crisco is missing.
I guess you’ve never seen an obsessive person root through a garbage can and lay out its contents on the sidewalk. Crazy people do crazy things… like this.
Don’t be clownin on the mocs, those are hot.
If you can’t tell whether it is a pile of garbage or art, here is a handy tip – *it isn’t art*
The rapture. God’s people are being taken. Finally.
This is what I did after Slog Happy.
I think you’ll find a tissue box with James Caan’s face pasted on it nearby.
Uh, try the camp-out spot for a hobo with OCD.
Are those pee stains on the sidewalk?
A Voodoo exorcism!
@13 I think that’s water splashes from that knit ball in the upper left corner, which was wet. I assume it’s water, at least. It didn’t smell like pee. But I guess that doesn’t mean it’s NOT pee.
Whoooo.. that’s good acid!!!
Ha! That WAS you I saw getting off of the 49 at SCCC the other day.
@15: You smelled it?
Words fail me.
@18 I didn’t, like, pick it up and smell it, no. Ew. Gross. All I mean by that is that stale pee has the knack for being smellable if you’re even a few feet away. And I didn’t smell any stale pee in the air.
Hmm… does the lotion represent the non-masturbating aspect of the day?
Looks like a typical tweaker project, especially considering the location.
Looks like someone got the boot from their buddie’s house, and left their stuff they had to take back (that they obviously they no longer wanted) near (not at so they couldn’t get blamed for littering or looked at oddly by the other riders) the bus stop. Or else they cleaned out their office and didn’t feel like bringing all their cubical crap on the bus back to the U-District.