If I die and get to come back as an inanimate object, I wanna either be this tree or this metal grate thingy. If I were the tree, I'd get the chance to feel what it's like to just absorb something into my body, just like amoebas (amoebi? amoebicurious? I mean, they are asexual... so does that mean they're attracted to themselves? OMG, I'm so heteronormative) but without everyone thinking I'm gross. Hardly anybody thinks trees are gross! If you do, you're weird. Why are they gross?!? They're just not.So yeah, I would want to be the grate for the same-yet-opposite (pink-yet-lavender, anybody? or same-same but different) reason. I wanna know what it's like to just sit there and then reverse birth, but have it not be death, cause... I'm a grate and I can't die. That and I feel like it's the closest I can get at this latitude to seeing what it's like to have a glacier carry you around.
Okey doke folks, you know the drill. And if you don't, you just have to guess where this photo was taken. Put your guesses in the comments below, and be sure to leave your Twitter name with it! Because then we will damn you! If you're right! On our Twitter feed! Otherwise we'll just damn your damn name.
Last week's PTP was indeed the inside of Zaragon West.
Is that in the UM Golf Course. There are a host of trees growing into things along Main St.
ReplyDeleteNorth side of W. Liberty between the trestle and Movable Feast?
ReplyDeleteNo guess, but perhaps lay off the coffee? ;-)
ReplyDeleteAnonymous wins! But not after some sleuthing, since Moveable Feast is no longer in A2. Anonymous shall be damned.
ReplyDeleteOh Susan, if only you knew. This is me at ground zero. I absolutely explode when I have coffee.
Maybe I should have used the whore house behind Movable Feast for reference?
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