September 5, 2011

• Graffiti A Xanga perspective.

  Sometimes I wonder about graffiti, who wrote it and why.  For example here is some bathroom graffiti I found the other night, in a stall, of a bar I was at.  This bar was really gross, so I would have expected worse graffiti.  My feet stuck to the floor of the bathroom and I just hoped that was beer and not something else.

  You may be wondering why I was at said gross bar.  Well, one of my son's best friends is going back to an even worse place, Afghanistan, for the second time.  He is a marine and his friends were giving him a little send off bash.  Which has nothing to do with graffiti, it's just a back story.

  Anyway, I had my camera and I thought this was picture worthy.

   

  Why is Ron Burgundy in the woman's stall?  Is it really Ron or Ronnie?   And it's very faint but someone wrote FML, which is sad.  Were they broken up with?  Were they just upset about the sticky floor?    Were they angry that Ron was in the stall earlier.

  

  I love the rich guys too.  I mean some are probably jerks and it's kind of a broad statement, but I can understand why the person wrote it.  They were probably upset, in a dive bar, with no rich guys, and buying their own.  Not to mention the drinks were either watered down or my tolerance went way up. I'm pretty sure a rich guy would take you to a place with good, strong, booze.

  I don't know Marisa Garcia, but she must have done something pretty bad to be told she was a bitch on the stall.

  

  Humm, drunk and barbecue sauce?  Seems like a bad idea, I wonder how they did?  I am hoping Jeff wasn't in the actual stall and it was a girl who liked Jeff.

  Not that I am against unisex bathrooms, but this wasn't one, and I don't mind girls named Jeff but I don't know any.

  

   

  This was graffiti I saw on a church in NY. I think it says Soul, so I suppose that's appropriate graffiti.  But I'm not 100% sure that's what it says, it might say Saul, which means Saul or someone who loved Saul, really thought a lot of him to write his giant name on a church wall. That's the problem with wall graffiti, it can be hard to read at times.

  

  This was in Chicago, I think it says sane.  I'm glad they told the world their mental condition on a random wall, it's important we know.

  

  I know somewhere on this wall it definitely says Chicago, but the big yellow letters?  I'm not sure, I was guessing Black, but I thought that might seem racist.  Maybe it's book, they like to write, maybe they like to read too. Under the K is a RIP which is sad, especially since the Black, Book lover clearly wrote over the RIP, which is kind of disrespectful if you ask me.

   

  

  

   

  I have no idea what the two walls above say.  It's like those pictures or words people find in the midst of a design.  Yeah, I'm bad at those.

   

  

   

  NY scribbles.

  

  
  

   

  These two are pretty, all love and peace.  This was on a basketball court in NY.  It really brightened things up, considering the court wasn't all that nice.

   

  On the whole, I like graffiti, it is usually a nice artistic touch in an otherwise ugly place.  Sometimes I wish it were more clear and legible and as in the case of the stall, it would have been nice to know why Marsia was a bitch.

  Had it been me I think I would have written Marisa is a bitch because...

  But I guess I'm more of a story teller.  Apparently, people who tag up bathroom stalls, just really want to make the statement and be done.  

  I have never seen anything about me on a bathroom wall, but I do remember, my daughter Jennie was written about in high school.  I think it was something, that if she were to do it, woud mean she was a lesbian.  Jennie is straight, and only 14 when the statement was written, so she was upset.  I think I would be flattered, even if it was a lie, or mean like that poor bitch Marisa.  It means someone thinks your important enough to write about,while going potty no less.  That's pretty important stuff right there.

   

   Maybe some day I'll write a blog on a wall or door.  I will leave room for comments.  In the mean time, I'll stick with xanga.  If I do write a graffiti blog, I'll be sure to post it, in case you don't go in the bathroom where it's written.

  The photos I am posting today, sort of go along with my graffiti post, so enjoy.  I hope you are reading this after having a wonderful day of barbecues and parties, but hopefully not filled with barbecue sauce while drunk.

   

  

   

  

  

  
  

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