I woke up Sunday afternoon to find the trampoline covered in hail and an entire keg of local Rogue beer sitting in the backyard. What had happened? Whatever strange meteorological-sociological events inexorably intersected that Sunday afternoon, it's nothing compared to what occurred Sunday night. While I went to bed early to very responsibly get a full night's sleep, the rest of the house rushed out the front door with a box of spray chalk and handful of stencils.
I awoke Monday morning to no hail, but instead this:
Monday, March 23, 2009
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2 comments:
spray-chalk stenciling is a sweet idea - you can be all subversive and yet considerate of property rights at the same time!
I miss my bike so much I want to cry some days.
I like that stencil....
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