Day 43 — OK
When I am Queen of the World, UPS will be required to use doorbells so that no one ever has any reason to drive down toward the airport amid the depressing industrial squalor on Airways/Brooks/etc. to pick up a package — as instructed on the handy sticky note stuck to the door right beside the doorbell, which was never once rung during the three attempts to get the package to its rightful owner, who sat inside her apartment mere feet away — that, in fact, won't be there until between 8 and 8:30 that night, so could you please come back then? No, actually. No I can't. I'm having dinner with friends and then ignoring "Heroes" while probably getting drunk on cheap Italian pinot grigio, right around 8 to 8:30. But thanks for the generous thirty-minute offer of convenience.
Anyway, the futile trip to the UPS warehouse gave me a chance to shoot incredibly depressing and boring photos out of my window, all of which, predictably, came out horribly. So I cheated. Shocking, I know.
So I introduce you to the world's most apathetic yet permissive roadsign.
Yes, it really does say that. No, the sky was not an alarming shade of muted pink.
OK? OK.
Project 365
Labels: Needy McComplainsalot, project 365, wine
posted by theogeo | 2/12/2007 04:27:00 PM
4 Comments:
the sign seems rather depressing in the apathetic manner you mentioned.
No declarative commands..just ok.
I like your effects..I've been to Memphis many times and I know that no sky in your city has ever looked like THAT.
cool thumbs up.
If the sign could talk, I think it would sound like Eeyore...
Also, I agree with John. The 80's-horror-movie-pink sky is vastly more interesting than the depressing gray pall that's currently hanging over Memphis...
Hahaha! I love what you did with this, tho.
God, I hate that drive to the airport. It has always bugged me that so many visitors' first impressions of Memphis is Airways Blvd. (Except, of course, for those headed interstate or Winchester way.)
John, exactly. Just OK.
Justin, that day was so dreary that every picture I took was the exact same shade of gray. And what do we do when nature disappoints? We use Photoshop. I'm not ashamed!!
Lynnster, the drive from the airport is certainly a visceral experience. The ruin and the squalor — part of me is ashamed and part of me feels like, well, shit, Memphis has problems so why shield them from visitors, you know? If only this city had the leadership required to do more than just cosmetic sprucing-up of the area.
And can I bitch about Airways itself, and how when you come from Brooks you have to take that funky exit to get back onto Airways, or else you run into a dead end? WTF?!?
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