I am not a writer. I don't spend much time reading other people's blogs, and I have no idea why anyone would want to read mine. In fact, until recently, I didn't even understand why one would ever start a blog. Are they self-indulgent? Vain? Self-absorbed? Too much time on their hands? Maybe so, maybe not.
I for one, as a currently under-employed consultant, do have a bit too much time on my hands at the moment. It is this fact, plus the mysterious poop flag, that put me over the edge. I decided to start a blog, and here I am. So you must be wondering now: "What's poop got to do with it?"
I was walking down the street in front of my apartment building several weeks ago and I saw this on the sidewalk. Is it art? A school project? A neighborhood vigilante out for street justice against poop-scoop scoff laws? You decide.

Then, this past Saturday, I spotted one again. This time, another zealous neighbor seems to have taken part in an unexpected opposition to the poop flagger--posting the larger white sign questioning the poop-flagger's motives. I will be watching to see how this plays out in the coming weeks.

1 comment:
I so love this! Poop communication! Keep us posted!
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