when’re you comming to my town for a photoshoot? get your calendar. i’m going to need a firm date.

That frightful spirits one is too cool. I would so put that giant skull thingy on top of my house just to irk the homeowners assoc.

I’m jealous.  Our dump has no such gallery.

dude, begging for comments is so beneath you. just do what i do—whenever i’ve written something that i think is incredibly uproariously fascinating and funny* and no one comments i just assume i’ve left everyone speechless with my brilliance. by those accounts, i’m fucking brilliant every damn day of my blogging life.

*this is all somewhat misleading as i’ve never thought anything i’ve written met those criteria, but you know what i mean. so uhm, would you explain it to me then because i’m no longer sure what the point to this comment was.

WAIT a minute. That’s your local DUMP? That place has character galore. Our dump is a pretty cool place too, actually—‘tho not quite as ‘upscale’ as the SanFran version, it would appear. And we just have those reg’lar-type Maple trees bordering our dump; none of that cactii-exotica upon which you Cali denizens can feast your eyes…

OK...it seems that dumps have changed a bit since I last went to one...like when I was say seven years old.  They’ve gotten much more found-art-make-a-buckish...they used to be just stinky places where people droopped off their palm fronds and old yellow and green and orange sofas.

I have to agree with Pea on this one.

me too.  and with bliss as well.

and i like that veterans cab sign.  nice shot, chuckleman.  :)