More street photography

[elfs]

Mr Potato Head

That disclaimer in the lower right-hand side wasn't there on Friday, so it makes me wonder if maybe Legal got to the artist and the display people and said, "You know, we're going to need a disclaimer."

I guess what the artists is trying to say is that these clothes, whatever they are, are not in the uniform mold of Mr. Potato Head and the millions of clones. But the disclaimer was interesting.

The Lincoln Park Pirates roll

To understand this photo, you have to be familiar with Frank Hayes's song, The Lincoln Park Pirates, which is a protest against a tow truck company in... Chicago, I think.

Anyway, Seattle has recently upgraded to these electronic meters that give out stickers you put on the inside of your window. These stickers often say "Good until... " and a time, up to two hours in the future. The thing about these stickers is that they're good anywhere in Seattle: you're not limited to the one parking spot you paid the meter for. Because the meter doesn't know where you're parked, you can get a parking sticker and the machine will tell you it's "Good until 5:00pm" on a street where it's illegal to park between 3:00pm and 7:00pm.

So, at 3:00pm, when the streets convert over to "all-lanes," the tow trucks go to work.

Larouchite

On the way home, there were Larouchites crawling all over one corner of Westlake Center Square. They tried to get my attention, but I breezed past them.

The Scientologists passing out pamphlets at the other end of the square were at least civil.

I was pleased to see that Metro did not rip out one of my favorite works of public art, Saccadoscopoeia, in order to make space for the new light rail ticket dispensers. Instead, the dispensers have been set up in the middle of the floor in a cluster. Unfortunately, Saccadoscopoeia was not operating today, so I didn't get any good photos. And I have to thank Peter Watts for teaching me what saccades are.

Exit

And finally, for the past three weeks when I've been taking the light rail, I've been going down this set of stairs. It says merely "Exit" on the top there. A transit cop at the bottom took pains to tell me that it was an emergency exit only. I actually showed him the photograph and said, "It doesn't say emergency exit. It just says exit." He explained, in not great English, that he had had a talk with the transit people and they insisted that they had agreed this was an emergency exit. In that case, I suggested it be labeled correctly. He agreed. He was remarkably civil about it.

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[pixel39.livejournal.com]

To understand this photo, you have to be familiar with Frank Hayes's song, The Lincoln Park Pirates, which is a protest against a tow truck company in... Chicago, I think.

It *does* begin with "The streetlamps are on in Chicago tonight..."

Of course one cannot actually SEE stars when the streetlamps are on in Chicago, but I suppose there was less light pollution when the song was written (by Steve Goodman in 1972).

And yes. The Lincoln Towing Service, notorious for all sorts of illegal things. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lincoln_Towing_Service

[gromm.livejournal.com]

Yes, this *is* my President. And what fucking planet do *you* come from where a mixed race man can have even the slightest relationship to Nazis? I think that every fucking German would be pretty pissed if you suggested their current universal health care had anything at all to do with Fascism.