Brief weekend note
Jan. 17th, 2010 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsToday was the monthly trip to Kouryou-chan's school and the cleaning of the gutters.
Kouryou-chan's school is right next to one of those car wash places with the hoses and the soap, but you have to provide all the mechanical action yourself. All manner of people go there to clean their cars, but the most common type has as expensive low-rider he can't afford to have detailed elsewhere: the car is pretty, has a superb sound system, and kicks out gutteral trash jungle soaked in guns, drugs and misogyny.
The most common cigarette of this crowd appears to be the Swisher Sweet. No other brand makes so regular appearance, thrown over the wall into the kindergarten library or left in the bushes behind the toddler space.
The most disgusting thing I found, not left in a child's space thankfully, was a diaper. It was one of those long-duration diapers, the kind with a water-absorbing gel to wick away urine. Only it had been left in the rain and had blown up to the size of a giant undersea slug, only covered in illustrations of cartoon storks.
Omaha found an iPhone. A dead one, also left in the rain, with a cracked screen, but still... and iPhone. She's going to give it the alcohol and rice treatment, and we'll see how it works after that.
Kouryou-chan's school is right next to one of those car wash places with the hoses and the soap, but you have to provide all the mechanical action yourself. All manner of people go there to clean their cars, but the most common type has as expensive low-rider he can't afford to have detailed elsewhere: the car is pretty, has a superb sound system, and kicks out gutteral trash jungle soaked in guns, drugs and misogyny.
The most common cigarette of this crowd appears to be the Swisher Sweet. No other brand makes so regular appearance, thrown over the wall into the kindergarten library or left in the bushes behind the toddler space.
The most disgusting thing I found, not left in a child's space thankfully, was a diaper. It was one of those long-duration diapers, the kind with a water-absorbing gel to wick away urine. Only it had been left in the rain and had blown up to the size of a giant undersea slug, only covered in illustrations of cartoon storks.
Omaha found an iPhone. A dead one, also left in the rain, with a cracked screen, but still... and iPhone. She's going to give it the alcohol and rice treatment, and we'll see how it works after that.
