That bin's got a bad-ass expression. I bet you its been around the block. I bet it knows the dodges, when the heat is on and when to keep its mouth shut. Probably when the heat is on, that bin just hums until "collection" day.

Were you chilled by those quotation marks around "collection"?

Me too.

The derelict house has potential though. A bit of a ruler around the windows, maybe a bit more cross-hatching on the porch, and any first-time young line-drawing buyers would be proud to have it as their starter home.

East coast derelict houses totally whup the asses of West coast derelict houses.

You know, if you'd like, I could call you crazy so's it'd be like the old days. Bit of nostalgia for you, eh? I'm sure we'd all join in. Oh, I know! Did anybody bring a guitar? Let's all sing and bring a fond tear to Sparky's eye! All about the times when the shoe was on the other side of the face and ... hang and dangit, that's not right, is it? I'm always messing up other people's nostalgia for them. I'm so useless. I don't know why anybody bothers with me, really I don't.

*Bravely fights back tears*

(I hope you feel bad now, Sparky - look what you've done to me. )

...and I hardly had to lift a finger!

I appreciate the gesture, but once you've had a therapist call you crazy, it's hard to be impressed by anyone else doing so, unless it was a Jeffrey Dahmer type, but there aren't any Jeffrey Dahmer types amongst you lot. Um...are there?

And thanks for breaking up your comment into two entries, pchildb. Boosts that total, doncha know.

I've always identified with Jemima Dahmer.

That's his aunt, right?

every now and then I just have to say, man, I am so jealous of your talents. Drawing, writing, clog dancing. you have it all my friend.

Well, you just feel free to say it as often as you like, Amanda. I have to say, though, that my skillz are as nothing compared to the ability to make an Oona.

I don't really have anything to say here; I just thought it would be cool to perpetuate my string of double-digit commenting. Bye now.

I love this blog.
I really love this blog. If I have had a bad day I come here so I can have a laugh.
So there.

I have a bone to pick with you. In today's, August 3rd, Sunday Forum, you visit downtown Suffolk. One drawing is of "A block of storefronts, cleaned up, freshly painted and empty." If you had crossed the street, you would have found that only two are empty and they are currently in the process of being restored. One of those "empty" store fronts is home to the Shooting Star Gallery. It has been in that location for almost twelve years. If you had come in, you would have found a friendly face and gotten a complete update on what is happening in downtown Suffolk.

I will get off my soapbox now.

So, dear Walt, come back to Suffolk and you might get a different and more optimistic perspective.

Carol

My apologies, Carol. You must have some very subtle signage (and that's a good thing.) I'll make a deal with you: send me a list of things I missed in downtown Suffolk, and I'll come back and do an update. My email address is wallytorta1 at mac dot com (with appropriate symbols substituted, of course.)