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I'm with you. Sous la paves is my email signature.
The commute one reminds me of the installation piece in the Times Square station, "Commuter's Lament" by Norman B. Colp. It's a series of Burma Shave style signs you see as you pass through one of the tunnels,
The poem goes:
Overslept
So tired
If late
Get fired.
Why bother?
Why the pain?
Just go home
Do it again.
The last panel was an image of a bed.
I used to see this every day, when I schlepped in from NJ to my temp job in the Financial District. I can't tell you how dispiriting it was and yet, it summed up exactly how I felt.
The best thing about the "commute" question being written in Cal Anderson is that it targets, who, people like me who walk through the park to work? Because, yeah, that commute is worth my destination.
Ah, the beauty of YouTube. Here's a video of Commuter's Lament. The last panel appears to be missing. I think it was stole awhile ago.
Ah, the beauty of YouTube. Here's a video of Commuter's Lament.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jyRqVLKtFY
The last panel appears to be missing. I think it was stolen awhile ago.
So you think the Situationist International might be responsible for the graffitos in Cal Andy? Well, that would explain why the fountain never works.
Rimshot!
Guy Debord est mort! Vive Guy Debord!
"Beneath the Teletubby Hill, the Reservoir"--and a crapload of styrofoam.
Styrofoam is a necessary evil.
We need the peanuts to make biodiesel ...
What would you do if you could do something no one else could do?
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