Today during work I went looking for a bench to sit on and eat my lunch and I found a very awkwardly positioned seat on the corner of Ashland and Pine near the Mercer Museum.
It was donated by the local VFW, and based on the plaque, I would assume in 2005.
“Well,” I thought, “Some money was spent on this bench, I had better sit on it. Maybe give it some satisfaction.” So sit I did, rather enjoying the awkward looks from the drivers lining up at the stop sign. They stared at me, I stared at them. I munched thoughtfully on my delicious turkey sandwich (beautiful in its simplicity) until I saw this:
She learned how to dress watching Jim Carrey's Riddler from Batman Forever.
I rather adore strange outfits, even more so when the person enveloped in the odd garment struts about like not a thing is amiss. I suppose I could have been bolder about taking a picture, but I was terrified she would lunge at my throat, or worse, criticize my outfit. Seeing it live has its dangers, my friends.
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