Journal Short Circuit's Journal: Bathroom Grafitti 2
You know, for the first time in ten years, they've completely cleaned out the graffiti in the mens room down the hall from the lab I work in. I'm not talking about paint graffiti, I'm talking about the kind where someone takes a key, or a screwdriver, or a knife, and carves out their own little message in the stall walls.
I've been reading the updates in those stalls since I was 12. Most of the notes were along the lines of, "For a gay time, call (blah)" or "Some do, but a thin tool might be best."
There once was a fairly artisticly drawn cross, with the banner "Don't be fooled by the evil one/Turn away from your sins/And turn to Jesus." gracefully drawn in an arc over the top. Of course, a couple years later, someone rewrote it to say, "And BURN Jesus," excercising their own bit of speech.
But all of that's gone. There's nothing but blank walls of black paint on aluminum.
Almost makes you want to write "First Post."
Almost.
I'll be keeping an eye on those walls for last few months I'm here. I'll take pictures as new stuff shows up.
Reminds me... (Score:2)
...of a particularly memorable graffito I saw in a stall of the men's room in the science hall of the U of Minnesota, many moons ago, when I was there for Summer Honors College. The stalls were of some kind of marble -- really hard stuff that couldn't be scratched easily -- but perfect for magic markers, and one graffito was of Lucy Van Pelt of Peanuts fame. Drawn really well, too, as if Charles Schulz himself had stopped by to take a dump and decided to draw her on the bathroom wall.
Except that she was n
dumbass (Score:1)