Sunday, March 05, 2006

Not for the Weak of Heart/Stomach...

Sundays with Mama, Vol. IV: Roadkill R.I.P.



Seriously, do not look at this blog. I'm going to jibber-jabber on to add a paragraph or so of text so that you can choose to avoid looking at the the photos that I'm going to post anyway, because I happened across the oddest thing on the way to Mother's on Sunday afternoon.

I take a main road (Windsor, for you townies) to Mom's house, and, this week noticed that there were roadside markers, the nature of which usually give you chills: flowers and a memorial to a life lost at that particular global coordinate.

THESE flowers, though were of a slightly...odder nature: They marked, uh...lost animals. That is, roadkill. I could hardly believe my eyes as I moved on: Did I just see a dead racoon with FLOWERS on it? I moved on down the road, and am startled and shocked: More flowers! Ribs! Oh, Lord, a rib cage, there on the side of the road, I have driven by it every Sunday and never noticed it! Bones! Bleah!

Momo joined us for lunch today. As I am a brilliant lunchtime conversationalist, I discuss my surreal trip 'cross town with them over lunch. They are intrigued. They, too, want to see the roadkill memorials, if only to ensure that I didn't make them up. After a frantic afternoon, we went back down Windsor Road to gawk and wonder.

Look Away!

I warned you!

Last chance!

Save yourself!



WHAT in the hell are these? Who in the hell put them there? What were they thinking? And most importantly...

Why in the hell would 3 women pull over on a highway, get out in the rain, and photograph them? Well..it IS hard to come up with new and exciting things to take Mother to do every Sunday. I think we did a fine job of breaking the monotony.

17 comments:

  1. hey lori, that sounds like a story! email me if you get a chance, pwood@news-gazette.com

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  2. Time to stop and smell the roadkill? That's living life to the fullest.

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  3. Damn where the hell was this .. Pretty amazing...

    ./thanks
    ilaiy

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  4. Melissa2:41 PM

    Traffic Backed Up For Miles Along Windsor Ave. Story at 6:00.

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  5. I want you to know that I never once doubted your story...

    But, I'm glad I saw this with my own eyes. What amazed me was that they took the time to create specific memorials for each animal.

    I knew it'd make a good story!!!

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  6. Paul: Donedid.

    Mary: HA! Funny! We do know how to have a good time here in the midwest.

    Ilaiy: Something to take mami to see while she's here. Siteseeing at it's best!

    Melissa: You heard it here first, folks, I want full credit and royalties for spilling it to the press.

    Momo: Thanks for being such a great partner in crime, and acting so natural along the side of the road. Why didn't we turn those placards over? What kind of lame-o investigators are we?

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  7. Did you ever watch Pet Cemetary?

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  8. I just wanted to point out that somebody out there (figuratively and literrally) somewhere thinks that's ART. In case you were wondering...

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  9. i went there this a.m. -- you can now first with the corpses visible, for the most part

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  10. brain fart.

    i meant, you can now visit them without fear of seeing corpses.

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  11. I looked! Why did I look? Ugh!

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  12. Jodie: Ooo, I did see Pet Cemetary, kind of...with my eyes closed and my ears covered.

    Andy: Art. Once again, I miss the boat.

    Paul: Uh...where did the corpses go? When? Inquiring minds!

    Theresa: I'm sorry. I tried to warn you. Next time I'll save you by pulling the plug out of the wall.

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  13. ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm - gosh. I'm speechless. I love YOU took the time to photograph it more than THEY took the time to make the damn memorials! hahahahahaha

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  14. Ahh, road pizza. So glad you got the photos for us all to see. Reminds me of my favorite joke. (not many share the joy of this with me...maybe you will)

    A guy gets on an airplane with a dead racoon in one hand and a dead skunk in the other. The flight attendant says, "Hey you. Sorry. But only one carrion per customer."

    Oh well. Sorry. Nice to be back home. Thanks for your note! I love Chicago!

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  15. Can I have your autograph, you news-maker, you!

    http://www.news-gazette.com/news/local/2006/03/08/anonymous_memorials_to_wildlife_popping_up

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  16. Haaa I am so exited and glad .. It is an amazing achivement ..

    Congrats .. you are a wonderful photographer ..

    Well look to see you more often in paper for your art, photos and writing ..


    ./thanks
    ilaiy

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  17. And amusingly, this entry was the first one of yours I ever read :)

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