Seven Words Worth a Thousand

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This cour­tesy of Majikthise.

Manhat­tan, NY.

Graf­fiti in the ladies room of 118 Rivington.

I’ll be around later, because I care.

You know who you are. ;)

( As pro­mi­sed some crap at nowic­ked­witch the blog of crap.)

Quick note: This site uses gra­va­tars.
If you don’t have one get one, or as you can see it will be the subs­ti­tute will be my Woman for Obama icon.

Peace

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10 Comments

  • This was a per­fect post for a Fri­day when I’m fin­ding it hard to care about my own blog let alone anyone else’s. Have a great wee­kend. :)

  • Love love love love that, and love love love love your blog title

    The desig­ners I con­tac­ted didn’t get back to me and actually I for­got until this moment

  • I care about your blog, because I live vica­riously through you.

    Other­wise yea, that is how I feel sometimes.

    New York ladies rooms are awesome.

  • I love it !!!
    the back­ground colour is gor­geous too :)

  • For some rea­son (pos­sibly having something to do with my kee­ping Coo­per hours on this Fri­day night / Satur­day mor­ning), this reminds me of a Doo­nes­bury car­toon from the ‘70s, when Duke was gover­nor of Ame­ri­can Samoa. I’m doing this from memory so I may not always have my facts right.

    An Ame­ri­can mili­tary repre­sen­ta­tive offers Duke a large sum of money to test bombs on a Samoan island. Duke, clearly wan­ting the money, turns to his lieu­te­nant gover­nor (Zon­ker Harris). “Any rea­son we can’t bomb this island?”

    “There are peo­ple on it, sir”, replies Zonker.

    “You lout!” Duke rounds on the brass hat. “There are peo­ple on that island!”

    Vive the peo­ple behind the blogs. Some of them, anyhow. ;)

  • I know you do. You rarely stop by.

    Those could be sold, on shirts and cups. ;)

  • Another great one from you! Think I’ll steal that at some stage. Hum, for my blog of course.

  • There are days when I don’t care about my own blog; why should I expect anyone to care about it?

    Never been inside a NYC ladies room… last one was back in high school when some girls were trying to be naughty. Cost me 3 days deten­tion. They weren’t naughty enough. And I’m cer­tain NYC ladies rooms are not clean enough for me to bother entering.

  • A nice rela­xing wee­kend post.

    I just got a gra­va­tar. Maybe next time.

  • You know something is mains­tream when it’s com­plai­ned about on public res­troom walls.

    Red walls?