One more for the road…
Wandering About, One Day at a Time
One more for the road…
“There’s another one around the corner,” Laura said.
Every smart answer I could think of flooded into my head. In this case, though, I knew what she was talking about. As you know, Allentown has been littered with old couches waiting to be picked up for the morning trash. This was the third in a month.
I strapped the camera around my shoulder and headed up the street. Laura had spotted it out of the corner of her eye, so she didn’t see that it was not one couch, but a loveseat jammed into a couch.
So, all tolled, we have had four sightings in The Season of the Couch. Stay tuned. I’ll probably find another one tomorrow.
It appears to be “Get Rid of Your Old Couch” season in Allentown. Maybe it’s peer pressure, that old oh-the-Petersens-are-throwing-out-their-couch-maybe-we-should-throw-out-ours feeling. Be that as it may, free couches are available in Allentown. Stop by for tremendous savings!
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 it to Goodwill.
Man: Hmph. All right, I’ll get the truck.
Twenty minutes later:
If you have any other thoughts as to how this could have gotten on the side of PA 309, please let me know!
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. Which begs the question: what’s someone doing with a can of whipped cream on Front Street in Media? Right between the Fire House and the Library?
Also, did anybody know that Cabot made whipped cream? And if so, where do you get it?
Answers to these questions are welcome. The most creative answer gets a slightly-used can of Cabot 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 front of the stroller while Mom wasn’t looking.
Lately I’ve been finding a lot of interesting stuff out on the street. So much so that I’ve decided to put together a section called Lost and Found, full of found items, and one lost dog. A dog so lost he’s missing from the poster created to find him.
The couch below is just one of the many pieces of furniture I’ve seen in places where it doesn’t belong.
I’ll be posting some short posts here, mainly driven by photographs. I also added a post from earlier this year, The Way that We Play, which featured a picture of a leather chair on the side of I-476 on a snowy day.