A few weeks ago I made this post about things that I leave in my alley, and posed the question of which order the items would be taken in and why. Well, I apologize for the delay, it wasn’t fair to keep you guys in suspense…..we had a few technical difficulties here at VIA, and I’ve also spent some time studying the results in hopes of getting into the psyche of someone who might take something from an alley... I think I’ve now realized, that person is not much different than the guy who takes photos and blogs about it.
So for those who, like me, waste their brain cells on dumb stuff like this, and for those who have no problem wasting the next five minutes of their life…..click below for how it went down….and my analysis.
O.K…the first to go was the bottle which was predicted by a few of you. This is hard currency in an alley, I’m pretty sure my neighbour took it.
What happened next, on the surface was a bit anti-climactic, but when you look a little deeper, very interesting. The basketball, the table, and the speakers all went in one fell swoop.
Who would have done this? Why? How? Well….I thought about it for a minute and realized it was none other than….some dude. What I pictured was right out of a bad beer commercial. Guy has just moved into his new bachelor pad, but has no furniture… how sad and depressing…but he has a cool one and takes to the streets. What does he find? This stuff! I’m guessing he carried the stuff on his ten speed. And before you know it, his pad is ‘pimpin’, he’s drunk and having the most epic game of H.O.R.S.E. and the elementary school by his house… by himself. He’ll remember that day…..
Which leads us to the microwave stand, why didn’t the dude take it? Well…I highly doubt he’s ever thought….’oh my god…how can I cook turkey dinner for the whole family with only THIS much counterspace!’ He has no idea what that tupperwear thing is either….nor did I….
So who took them? Well…I’m sorry for beating a dead horse with this ‘some dude’ character, but honestly, I think it was him….just five years in the future! Almost like the Terminator or Marty Mcfly. He’s reached a crossroads in his life, where on one hand, drunken games of H.O.R.S.E. by himself, are something that makes life worth living, at the same time, he’s met that special someone, and she wants to move in….No more bachelor pad? No more GT’s? (Goodtimes). He knows his life is about to drastically change.
Confused, he does what he always does, hits the streets. Almost like a bird migrating, he finds himself once again in my alley, he sees the microwave stand, the tupperwear, and thinks back to that day when he first moved out. Not even knowing what the items are, he starts loading them onto his bike. Things will never be the same for him. This is the end of the life cycle of ‘some dude’….’some dude’ is dead, but alleys are forever….
OK….wow…talk about getting sidetracked...where did that come from? That was the order...what do you guys think?
