It's not unusual, around here, to see sneakers hanging from the power lines, like these ones, which I came across while out walking the other day. This, is something that has always puzzled me, as I don't recall seeing this back in New Zealand.
I've been told that they are....
* A way that gangs mark their territory. Well, I suppose that's better than peeing on the street corners or painting graffiti on walls....
* Crack dealers advertising their presence. The police in those sting operations, that you see on TV (not that I watch those programs, mind) need to look into this. All they'd need to do is rent a house in the hood and sling a pair of their size 12's over the power line and sit back and wait for the knock....
* Sign that the owner of said boots has just lost his virginity. Can't wait for the next boot slinger I see. 'Hey kid, congratulations on popping your cherry!'
* Signifies that someone has died at the house and the hanging boots are a sign of respect. So, why don't you see high heels ?
* An expression of Americans need to decorate, especially for the holidays. Hmmmm ... maybe that explains them wooden, ring thingys, that are displayed next to those boots. It's an art display!
Taylor and I came across these socks, at a local park, on Saturday. They're artfully arranged, toe to heel, on one of the concrete block structures, that the local council has installed for skateboarders.
They've been decorating that block for a couple of days now. Previous to that, they were hanging over the back of a seat on the opposite side of the park.
So many questions here...
Who moved them from one side of the park to the other?
What is the significance of them being arranged in this way?
A local vagrant's laundry ?
Somebody, inspired by 'The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants', is filming a local version entitled 'The Brotherhood Of The Travelling Socks'? (They look like men's socks, so it must be a brotherhood.)
If I go back to the park tomorrow, will they be in a different place?
Same day, same park.
Okay, the main explanation here, is that some people are pigs !!
But, you have to admit, the elastic Ace bandage is a bit of an anomaly. So what's the story here?
Did it go down like this ... 'Look George, my sprained wrist (from throwing boots over lines) is all healed.' (removes bandage and drops it on ground)...
So, do you sometimes wonder about the story behind discarded objects you see lying around?
How they got there?
Or am I just plain weird? :-)
