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This has probably already been written about a lot but what is up with the phenomena of sneakers and shoes hanging from electrical or telephone wires. You know how at street intersections you’ll look up and see a pair or several pairs of shoes just dangling from the wires… Someone put them there, so there must be a reason. Is it some obscure urban message? (I guess it doesn’t have to be urban per se, it could happen anywhere there are telephone poles with wires connecting them – which is, if not practically everywhere, a good many places).

The only explanation I have heard about from different people over the years, is that it signifies that there is a drug dealer’s house in the vicinity… I’m not sure if that explains why I totally see them everywhere! In different neighborhoods and different cities, too. In San Francisco, yeah I remember that. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen them in Europe – in London? Maybe in Paris? I’ll have to write my family and friends there to get them to check it out for me.

They are all over this town. And sometimes there are a bunch of pairs of shoes (and they are always in pairs – that is how they are able to hang – by the shoelaces tied together). I don’t know if they are ominous or if I just made them so with my POV. And there have been a few times where the shoes dangling from the wires were quite nice sneakers, and I would have gone up there to see if they fit if I had had a ladder or something…

Another totally unrelated thing I often see, and I’m sure it’s probably nothing, but often have you ever noticed that a tree or a bush will have just one part of it that is dead? Check out this (somewhat blurry) picture:

See what I mean? Ok it might not seem like the biggest deal… But it’s just something that I see here and there and it strikes me as plant art or something.

It’s like printer art. This one day at work I was trying to print out a really big file. Everytime I sent it to print it would crash my computer. When I finally got it to go through to the printer (after waiting like then minutes for it to flatten and process), what comes out of the printer is not even remotely what I sent in.

Instead of the image (in this case a jersey with a design on it), the printer spits out this page with black lines that look like scribbles made with parallel and perpendicular straight lines , and only the image outline off in one in one corner of the page depicted at a quarter the size. It was like, Hello, could this be farther from what I was expecting to get? G called it printer art.

Now we’re keeping a collection of printer art at work. There are some pieces of printer art that are pretty impressive – the blackest, most-farthest-from-what-was-intended mish-mash of scribbles with just a hint of what the original image was supposed to look like.