With that and the raccoon I spied in the neighbor's junk pile, I've got a regular ole wild kingdom going on.
Showing posts with label junk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label junk. Show all posts
Monday, May 25, 2009
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Cans for Booze
I was surprised that the neighbor's daughter and the daughter's boyfriend were in the junk pile tonight when I got home from work. Picking up aluminum cans. Five bags worth and counting. Awesome. That would buy a lot of beer for the homeless people I see with their shopping carts digging through the trash for cans to take to the recycling center.
There's a rumor in the 'hood that the neighbor has bought a new house. If it's true lets hope she doesn't take as long to move out of this one as my MIL has taken to move out of her old house.
The weirdest thing I have seen a homeless person hauling to the recycling center? A stainless steel kitchen sink.
There's a rumor in the 'hood that the neighbor has bought a new house. If it's true lets hope she doesn't take as long to move out of this one as my MIL has taken to move out of her old house.
The weirdest thing I have seen a homeless person hauling to the recycling center? A stainless steel kitchen sink.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Confessions
My neighbor has 6 cats that live in her junk. I like to throw stuff at them when she is not home.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Neighbor's Lawnmower Fetish Exposed!
I didn't get them all. There's a riding mower under a tarp and at least one other junk push mower on her patio, but I caught an earful from her the other day about trespassing on her property, and I'm afraid that I would burst into an expletive-laden rant if I ever have to speak to her again.
This is what I see outside my kitchen window. Grow lilac bushes! Grow!

Lawnmowers in the pale moonlight. I like the purple one with the bicycle wheels.

In the pile of junk in the driveway.

Lawnmower hide-n-seek. Found you! Oh wait a minute...is that poison ivy? It would explain the rash I've had on my legs the past two weeks. The riding mower is under that blue tarp. She actually asked me to fix it, and I could use it, as long as I mowed her back yard too. I was considering it too, until she accused me of bringing a "whole bunch of people" onto her property. Bag.

I call this one "Emasculated Mower".

I'm not going to tell you why I call it that. Art is meant to be interpreted.
This is what I see outside my kitchen window. Grow lilac bushes! Grow!
Lawnmowers in the pale moonlight. I like the purple one with the bicycle wheels.
In the pile of junk in the driveway.
Lawnmower hide-n-seek. Found you! Oh wait a minute...is that poison ivy? It would explain the rash I've had on my legs the past two weeks. The riding mower is under that blue tarp. She actually asked me to fix it, and I could use it, as long as I mowed her back yard too. I was considering it too, until she accused me of bringing a "whole bunch of people" onto her property. Bag.
I call this one "Emasculated Mower".
I'm not going to tell you why I call it that. Art is meant to be interpreted.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Holy Crap!
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Whats Missing from this Picture?
I almost dropped my coffee Thursday morning when I peered out my kitchen window. My prayers to the Patron Saint of Lost Causes have been answered!

Compare it to this, but give it a try without going there first.
Compare it to this, but give it a try without going there first.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Guess What's in My Neighbor's Junk Pile
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Guess What's in My Neighbor's Junk Pile
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Guess What's in My Neighbors Junk Pile
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