One of my nieces fell asleep in the car, as did her brother–whose foot is pressed firmly against M’s forehead. Too bad they’re both too young to appreciate how funny this looks. And too bad later on they’ll just hate me for showing this picture in public.
The cruelest tradeoff to having a good sleep is that one loses all control over one’s dignity.
Purdue Rec Center (back entrance)
Early Spring 2008
Someone dropped their meatwich.
Saw what’s left of this lunch item right near the back entrance to the gym. There was no bread substance in sight, leading me to wonder if the previous owner of these tasty animal and vegetable slices went staight for the carbs and ditched the protein in defiance of health advice. I also wondered how a sandwich gets loose this close to the entrance/exit of a gym. Not like there’s any eating establishment nearby.
Grant Street, Purdue. Near the Union Club.
Late Spring 2008
Hey that's a giant....Oh, forget it.
I was on my way to teach one day towards the end of the semester. I heard these guys yelling at everyone on the road and noticed they were pulling something. When I got close enough to see it was the giant head of a rooster, I thought, “Ah, college.” A week or so later I saw it in front of one of the Frat houses, but it had been re-painted yellow. How many crass jokes* have been uttered in reference to this disembodied poultry? Where did it come from? How did they obtain it? And where is it now?
*I’d make some of my own right now, but my mom might be reading this blog and I don’t want her to find out I know some dirty words.
Rooftop parking level, Grant Street Parking. Purdue.
Spring 2008
I usually park in the same spot (or close) when using the Grant Street garage. I realized later that this bit of artwork appeared between me leaving one day and arriving the next. What amused me the most was the little cloud of “hair” on the top of the can. Way to use the 3 dimensions available, Mr./Ms. Graffiti-ist.
The trashcan remained for a few days then disappeared. Sad loss of pubic public art. (sorry)
Purdue Rec Center Parking Lot
March 2008
I saw the lone melon in the gutter from a distance across the parking lot. I didn’t see another soul in the time it took me to cross the lot and enter the building, and I began to wonder why the watermelon was there and why no one was coming to get it. Then I noticed the open SUV full of additional watermelons. When I came out of the gym about an hour later everything was gone.
Why so many (or any) were being delivered to the pool (or fetched from?) is anybody’s guess.
I had just seen and photographed the Lonely Banana moments prior.
I couldn’t decide if this banana looked like a forlorn pup that gets left in the car or if it was secretly a Private Eye Fruit doing surveillance on other members of its food group. It looks both sad AND like it’s up to shady behavior.
I like how its owner utilized the built-in curve technology of the banana in conjunction with the seldom used section of car that is between the seat and the head-rest. THAT’S critical thinking–which, really, is all we hope our students learn. Graduate this banana owner! TODAY!
This sighting was especially odd because I saw it just seconds before I saw The Rogue Watermelon (see next post) in the same parking lot.
At the intersection of 100 and 113, Chester Springs, PA
July 2007
This guy can’t make up his mind WHERE he’s from. Eiffel Tower, GB sticker, and PA plates. Man after my own heart. But who’d expect to see this in suburban Philadelphia?
What you can’t hear is the Tupac blasting out his speakers while we idle at the stoplight.
That’s a joke.
Tamme sayz “Yes you can take pictures while driving…monkey truck….took this while driving 70mph on 95S on the way to del…uh….wur…”
meat carved into little animal knick-knacks & souvenirs
Ok, so this isn’t so much an odd found object or a random sighting, but I can’t help but wonder about the quality of the carved meat buffet at a truck stop. Being a vegetarian I’ll never find out, I guess.
I also like that this photo looks as if it’s the front of a convention center or something. So I imagined a meat carvers get-together.
Where was THIS headed?
Hard to see, but this is a sad-looking water balloon. I wonder who made it, where he/she was going with it, who he/she was planning to bomb with it, and why it was left behind. Looked like it could still have caused some minor damage.
