Colfax and Washington, Denver, Colorado.

Tropes.

I know I said I'd not post one again. So shoot me, I'm a filthy liar, but this is just too brilliant to pass up.

After the rain, Lawton and 49th:



















(Pic by Trevor -- who not only deserves praise for tolerating my more freaky obsessions, but for not complaining when infected by them himself)

Today, I saw a rental driver's education car equipped with spinners. Brilliant marketing or sad state of affairs?

I know I would have been embarrassed to learn to drive in a car with under the chassis LED lights or something else considered totally cool in my high school years but that I deemed as equally lame back then as I do spinners now. But this is Oaktown after all, and though I scoff I suppose my inner and outer goth girl would have jumped at the chance to take driver's ed in a hearse.

And as long as we're talking Oaktown -- as promised and in honor of Halloween -- may I present a tip of the iceberg photodocumentary of hair extension abuse and abandonment in my neighborhood. Scary.

I also promise I'll do this only once.

Telegraph and 53rd:















Shafter and 51st:















My favorite, Webster and 49th:

I think I may begin to document my neighborhood's high incidence of discarded and abandoned hair weaves. Watch this space!