Seven Words Worth a Thousand
This courtesy of Majikthise.
Manhattan, NY.
Graffiti in the ladies room of 118 Rivington.
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I’ll be around later, because I care.
You know who you are. ;)
( As promised some crap at nowickedwitch the blog of crap.)
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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.
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Peace
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?