Holiday Decorating

Back in the McGruff years of my youth, there were some songs my mother taught me in her efforts to mnemonically program me with safety procedures. 

One of them went like this:

♪ ♫ If you fall off your bike ♪ ♫
♪ ♫ East of 166th ♪ ♫
♪ ♫ Go to Father Lovett's house ♪ ♫
♪ ♫ Cuz he baptized you ♪ ♫
[clap clap]
♪ ♫ He baptized you ♪ ♫
[clap clap]

As far as I'm concerned, that block is hallowed ground.

This turkey thinks otherwise.

This reminds me of that tasteless Halloween display, off 166th, from back in 2010.

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I only call it tasteless because of the neighborhood consensus, but I didn't really have a problem with it.

Sure it was in bad taste, but it was creative.

I also don't have a problem with someone pissing on Christmas, but when you live 2 houses down from the St Jude's rectory, come the fuck on.

Don't make Father Rogerson drive by that shit.

And don't be acting like google doesn't fucking exist.

-Neighbor out.

Off the Trail; TC4

Tent City 4 concluded their 3rd stay at St. Jude's.

Taking these snap shots felt like a huge invasion of privacy. I gave a pal a tour of education hill, and asked him to bring his camera to take some pictures for a project. I sorta just threw him into taking these. He had no idea what I was planning when I walked him to this areal view point.

"Are we going inside the church or something?"

"No, we're just..." I muttered off.

I got quiet and put my head on a swivel.

"Aww, dude!" he whispered. "Are you trying to make me take pics of tent city?"

"It's cool." I said in the most assuring voice. Then I waved him on. It was a dick move but you're looking at them too.

I like having tent city on the block. The bus stop gets pretty busy, and I don't know if anyone else noticed, but there was a guy who could juggle a foot bag like no other. Even from my rear view mirror this guy was impressive.

I'd like to think that there will be less cigarette butts on the trail now... but I'm betting the prick, marb-light smoker is still on the hill.