
One night last week we were hanging out, unpacking (never ending) and generally fucking around. We have a bunch of those old school hard suitcases that we found at thrift stores and painted and some that our friend Michelle had painted for us. Actually doing that was her idea that we just ripped off. Long story short is that we have a whole lot of "stuff." I love my "stuff". I'm a visual person and I say the more the merrier. All good in theory, until you move and all of the sudden it dawns on you that from time to time it's a good thing to purge. That being said I decided one of the suitcases that I had painted needed to go. It was cool and all, but nothing super special and I figured someone might appreciate it. Instead of kicking it to Goodwill I walked up to the corner of Adams St. and Burthe St. and set it on the corner of the sidewalk. I wrote on the inside of it, in Sharpie™ "Enjoy! I don't have room for this anymore - Kny". We could see the case from our front "yard". About 15 minutes later a van full of college guys stopped and hesitantly walked up to it. Then they walked away. They were looking all around sort of uncertain about the whole deal. Finally one of them picked it up, opened it and held it up to the streetlight so he could read the message. He snapped it closed and jogged to the van and jumped in and they were yelling and shit like they just found money on the sidewalk. That was pretty fucking funny and fun. Plan on dropping some more shit like that in random spots over the next few weeks. Why not?
3 comments:
St. Kny of Madison!
At your service. About one step up from slam dunking it in a dumpster.
- K
hey, that was me and some guys from work. thanks for the suitcase.
c
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