Its been a slow week in the Hairnet
spotting biz. I did see one particularly soggy Net lying beside a
storm drain. However, it was a little too dark for a good photo with
the Ipod and frankly, just a little too gross.
A fellow spotter sent out an alert
regarding a guerrilla Hairnet attack in her garden in Tennessee. I
have come to the conclusion, based on the Tennessee location and the
fact that the Hairnet still had a price tag dangling from it that it
was most likely lost and looking for the Grand Ole Opry.
Still, seeing Hairnets is not just
about...Hairnets. It is about keeping your eyes peeled for the
strange and weird things that most people miss in their day to day
lives. Be it an eighty year old man riding a bike in a vintage three
piece suit or a whole roasted chicken, still in the package, lying by
the side of the road. These are the quickly passing sights that take
the boringly everyday to great heights of silliness and wonder.
Which brings me to this weeks Hairnet
RoundUP photo of awesomeness. Allow me to introduce SQuirrel, the
praying gangsta squirrel. SQ lives in the gigantic maple bush at the
side of our yard. (A maple bush, for those that have never seen one,
is a maple tree which was cut down yet through perseverance and bad
pruning managed to continue to grow, sprouting what are now tree
trunk sized offshoots from the stump. It serves as sort of a
Bedford-Sty housing project for squirrels and other urban animals.)
When he is not harassing the cat, SQ
seeks atonement for his various gang related deeds.He says grace
before pillaging the bird feeder. He bows his head before imbibing at
the bath. Sometimes he just stands around looking innocent, hoping
the Animal Control don't come bust him for chewing up the wiring in
the attic.
Ladies and Gentlemen: SQuirrel ~
"Man, those ain't my nuts. Those my cousin's nuts. I was just holding them for him." |
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