Arise Chicken, ARISE!
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My father, on at least two occasions, has found a gas can, containing gas, on the side of the road.
Years ago, I was cutting through a Days Inn parking lot on my way to work and I saw a cucumber, a condom, a piece of rope that was about two feet long and two grade B porno mags, like Swank magazine or something, just lying there in an empty parking space. WTF?
The other one’s still good.
When I was a kid I found a cosmetics case crammed with a smelly, weedy-looking substance. It was by the side of the road, in some bushes. I threw it in a garbage can. Years later I realized it was pot. Someone probably tossed it during a traffic stop.
You do know that not everyone has two feet, right? You also know that some people have two feet one day and only one later. Imagine if you will you’re being driven home from having a leg amputated, and you realize you are still carrying a left shoe for a foot you no longer have. So you roll down the window and chuck it out. Voila! Also, once I came upon an accident where a gentleman was thrown out of his Jeep, I pulled over to call for help, and to keep the man calm until paramedics arrived. One of the (many) things that sticks out in my mind was his personal belongings were strewn around including his shoes. For a couple of days afterwards while driving that direction one of those shoes remained on the side of the road at the site of the accident. It eventually disappeared.
I assumed the shoes came from one of those festively hazardous do-it-yourself moves (very popular here is SoCal), where you pile all of your stuff randomly into the back of your brother-in-law’s pickup truck and hit the freeway. Always exhilarating to get stuck behind one of those.
Rifts.
The underwater/New Atlantis supplement.
I never played GURPS, but I read the supplement, & it seemed fun.
Gloves.
I started noticing lost gloves, lying there forlornly, like severed hands.
I collect photographs of them now. Look around you when you go out; lost gloves are everywhere.
You know, I shouldn’t have tried to figure it out, but I did try anyway.
Laughing is good.
Good thing there was a condom- those cucumbers are hoes.
Maybe it belonged to the severed chicken foot I found one day.
I found half of a two-ring engagement ring set while waiting for the bus one day. It had part of a bow that was studded with diamond chips and a setting for a fair sized diamond, though the diamond itself was missing. I still have it.
I also found a gold ring on the bus. No one ever claimed it so I still have that one too.
Another time, I found a silver bangle-style watch while walking to the bus. It was probably only worth $30 so it wasn’t surprising that no one put an ad in the paper for it. I eventually gave it to someone else because it was too small for my wrist.
I found a sock full of old quarters once, face value $21.25. It kept my old Ford Falcon full of gas for close to a month. Gas was only 65 cents a gallon then.
Ah, cool. Rifts is pretty fun, even if the rule set was written by a crackhead.
slinks back into the shadows now that curiosity is satisfied
Well, I was running not strolling, but I found a loaded rifle with a very nice scope. The rifle was all rusty though.
Last week, Harborwolf and I were at Sam Goody’s, and we found a (possible used) condom back by the posters. Ew. :eek:
Last July 4th I noticed a pair of heavy black work shoes (fur-lined leather) in the gutter. When I walked by again two hours later, they were still there. Since they looked new and they were my size, I took them.
I am wearing them right now.
Because of you, I notice gloves everywhere now too.
I have been meaning to bring my camera to the kids school so as to capture these creatures in a range-free envirs and email them too you. I will probably be arrested as this is very odd, but all for you Mangie which, btw, I just realized after a lifetime here that your name is man-get-out. I’m such a moran.
I use to enjoy bike riding the back roads here to pick up returnables since I can’t have cats, I can still be eccentric. and one of my favorite odd ball finds was some kind of shrubbery covered in cleaned ( no labels) mogen david bottles, stuck down over their branches.
It was winter. The sunlight reflected so purty on it. But you know it was a bunch of teens drinking and driving and getting rid of their evidence.
So I took it down and smited them.
I use to be able to ride my bike and pick up one, two, three…the entire 6 or 12 pack on the road and the box too. It’s scary to even think about yet funny at the same time.
At the back of my old flat, there was a baby doll, lying face down in a little puddle, the kicker being there was a half empty bottle of Guinness standing next to it. I did a drawing of it.
I know theres been a spate of squid and fish finds in random places on the street in Dublin recently.
Also, on my way to work I walk round the back of a big shopping centre, and every other day there’s a box full of empty lager bottles (usually K1664) in random spots around the paths and walkways. Who drinks them?
Cecil speaks: Why do you always see just one shoe by the side of the road?
Another link that might be of interest to those drawn to this thread: FOUND Magazine
Just a Guess shirley. But sometimes people put bottles over small peaches or pears or fruit of the sort. The fruit then ripens inside the bottle and makes for neat conversation pieces like “How the hell did you get that pear inside the bottle?”. Just a thought . Then again you said it was winter…
Never mind.