I kid New Jersey. We all kid New Jersey. After all, it’s hard not to kid New Jersey when they present you with things like this: (Those of you not from New Jersey, this is the Cannonball Loop from Action Park, a ride so unsafe they shut it down after a month. Reportedly they sent … Continue reading “From Japan to Sweden without Leaving New Jersey”
Ah, yes, you can see that there are two letters missing, but which two letters? You have 58 seconds.
The conversation reads in my head like this: Woman: We’ve got to get rid of this old couch. It’s so old and… Man: I like it fine in the basement where it is. Woman: It’s not even good enough for the basement. Honestly, I’m embarrassed to have it in the house. We’ve got to take … Continue reading “Lost: Corner of a Sectional Couch”
Walker Evans and I were not formally introduced. It had something to do with the fact that I was four years old when he died and we didn’t run in the same circles, something like that. He was a photographer who is most known for documenting the south during the height of the Depression. I … Continue reading “The Path Walker Evans Took”
After several different subjects, and finding that the flowers with the hardiest stems seemed to produce the best results for this “Death of a Flower” series I’ve been working on, you would think I would continue on this path, wouldn’t you? I couldn’t resist. The sunflowers showed me how vibrant colors showed up in the … Continue reading “Death of a Flower: Gerber Daisy”
Things get left behind on trash day. It happens. And that’s what might have happened here, but upon closer inspection, I don’t think so. All that was left on this area between the sidewalk and the road was a) the can of whipped cream, and b) the pink cap for the can of whipped cream. … Continue reading “Found: One Can of Whipped Cream”
It happens. Kids lose their shoes, usually more out of design than out of carelessness. I even saw a child drop one out the window of a moving car. I found this one on the Third Street in Media back in May, and I’d like to think the little stinker yanked it off from the … Continue reading “Found: One Shoe”
On the morning of my wedding, I woke up in the guest bed at a friend’s house. It was early and I noticed I was the only one there, so I got dressed and stepped out and saw that they were outside, burning some scraps left over from the construction of their new house. He … Continue reading “Keep the Home Fires Burning”