Culture on the Cheap
A few days ago I put up (yet another) post about the all the friggin’ dog shit on my block. The following is the closing line from this post:
But the question that nags at me is this: do these people simply not notice all the dog shit in front of their buildings or do they not care?
The check my mouth cut to kismet May 8th was cashed May 10th, dear readers. So much for ‘float’. Anyhoo… today around 12:30 p.m. I headed down to the Greenpoint Coffee House to get some iced tea. When I reached 93 Green Street this is what I found:
1. an unattended (lonely and unleashed) dog and…
2. a bunch of dog shit.
Now jump forward to 8:00 p.m. this same day…
My husband, a friend of ours from out of town and I were walking down Green Street (again). We reached 97 Green Street and this is what we saw:
1. May 8th’s “Dung of the Day” kicked into the street and…
I am happy to know someone (other than myself) gives a damn, but he/she should consult this guy for sign-making tips.
***UPDATE 5/13/06*** The sign is gone and so is the dog shit. HOORAY!