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December 29, 2008 |
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
Back in 5...what? minutes? hours? days? weeks?
"Back in 5 years. I promise."
I have been back three times now (over the last 15 minutes) to see what the real find of the day is. Maybe my refresh button is not working.
Well, there it is! I remember seeing this caption attached to a completely different Find months and months ago. Nice to see the Find it actually belongs to, I guess.
@Stuck: For days now I have had trouble getting Found to load at all. I keep having to hit Control+Refresh, otherwise you just get the AA ads (oh joy) and little else. Who knows.
Would that be 5 of those long ass minutes?
Someone's getting measured for a wedding dress. Her back inches are 5.
And she wants to say "I Promise" instead of "I Do."
Yes... Ah... Makes perfect sense!
POT GRAVEY!!!
Back in 5
--D Brubeck
Primise is the word I use to describe
All the feeling that I have hiding here for you inside
You don't know how many times I've wished that I had told you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could hold you
You don't know how many times I've wished that I could mold you
Into someone who could cherish me as much as I cherish you
Oh wait... Cherish is the word not promise. Damn! In that case, I have nothing to post.
But now you all have that song in your heads HaHa.
Guilty by Association.
@stuck: I agree, what qualifies as 'found' AND worthy of posting is getting lame. These types of notes and the ones found on the floors of public schools are easy and uninteresting finds. I guess it is time I root around and locate my own finds to send in. Now where could they be.....?
"Intriguing and artful properties"? Are you %@*&$!# serious? I wrote down a fax number on a Post-It note last week. Now THAT was an absolute masterpiece.
apparantly whoever posted it thought it was worthy...i guess that doesnt matter tho, eh?
@ Flargy ... and if you send that Post-It note in, I'll have to point out that the fax number has a typo in it: it starts with "256" not "526".
Other than that, I'll note that you did write in a straight line, used one kind of ink, and the hyphens were located in the proper places (for an American fax number, that is) so you'll get full marks for proper punctuation. Also, the contrast between the blue ink and the yellow Post-It paper was really eye-catching. All in all, you're correct, "an absolute masterpiece."
This thing, however -- with both vertical and horizontal guidelines -- can't keep to either. (Which in itself is kind of post-modern.)
baby got back.
Rick Piet in Portland, Oregon, you have inspired me to look at things in a different way...
I am still trying to 'get' the "intriguing, artful properties," but it will come to me, I'm sure. (Could someone please pass the pot gravy?)
I am unimpressed with this find. There is absolutely no depth at all to it. I've seen notes like this. It's not unusual, it's not interesting, it doesn't provoke any story...
Retracing all those letters probably wasted up several of those 5 minutes, and now this person won't be able to keep his/her promise.
In the time the writer took to "bold" their text, they would have already been back.
LOL @ Farmer and Feeling. And Songster.
Flargy, since when are you bleeping your expletives?
Night,
Sometimes I don't want to be the first to break out the motherfucking vulgarity. Shit, now look what you've gone and made me do.
Just for the record, Unimpressedville is nowhere near totally-unique-ville.
I hate it when somebody says they'll be back in 5 and then they don't come back for 6 or 10 or 820.
Phew, Flargy. I was afraid you were turning over a new leaf. My topsy-turvy Found world order is restored.
Just in case you needed another old song in your head...
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see,
There was something, in everything about you.
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me,
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you.
@Unimpressed ... here's one story this note provoked:
"Back in 5," that's what mom's note said. Sara sat at the kitchen counter and dutifully waited. She was sure Mom would be back in a few minutes. Mom was good that way.
But after a while, Sara felt like it had been way more than 5 minutes. Why hadn't she looked at the clock when she found the note? Okay, what time is it now? She looked. And tried to remember.
In the mean time, Sara traced over the letters Mom had written ... 'Back in 5' ... 'Back in 5.' Losing track of time, she remembered back to the time when she was only in first grade and her Dad was supposed to pick her up after school, but never came. And he never came home either. No way that would happen again. Mom was always here, always on time.
But Mom wasn't here now. Where was she.
And, drat, what time had it been when she had looked at the clock? OK, THIS time, I'll remember, thought Sara.
Except it was definitely dark outside now. And way past supper time.
Where was Mom? "Back in 5" Sara traced the letters again. "Back in 5".
Where was she?
Poor Sara, all alone at 40. What ever will she do? The suspense is too much to handle.
Librarian, you have brought back memories of my own mother, who had the terrible habit of NOT returning when she said she would. "Back in 5" may as well have meant 5 hours or days.
I am 48 and it is still hard.
But, nice story :)
That poor book is *STILL* waiting for the Notewriter to come back.
Sure, Rick Piet was a nice distraction- but really? Notewriter took the time to write Book an intriguing, artful note. Then carefully place it between Book's pages.
Notewriter *promised* to come back to Book.
Poor Book. :(
Poor Sara. :(
The best thing about this find is the finder's comments. It just sounds so.. Portland-ish. What is post-modern exactly?
This so puts me in a memory of wet streets, bare trees, damp air, cold hands and running free through the Park Blocks! Cruising Broadway toward the "Jesus Saves" sign. Looking at the gypsies in their garishly clashing clothing, on the other side of Burnside.
Yes.. those were the days before Urban Renewal, the Pearl District and Max. When Sand lived in Big Pink and Sterling Stem and the Bum Counts played at Alice's. Charix and the Agora Coffee House. And the silent hush of the marble-floored Public Library, where Rick checked out the book, maybe.
Why the term "post-modern" brought these things to mind is not something I can explain.
Sara was so sure that Mom would return, but how many 5's had it been actually been now? 1 "5's" 2 "5's" 3 "5's"? ... in fact she has lost count of all the 5's and the 5's had turned into years. ...in fact many 5's of years, and the house had been sold long ago, and all the relatives had stop calling and sending cards, and here it is on the precipice of the new year and may be it was time to move on, and find a 6 or a 7 or something new like that...
Why to comments always have to be so negative? this is so cool a find in a Found book. R U guys FOUND enthusiasts or not?
NOTE TO WORLD FOUND IS AWESOME I AM ADDICTED
There's got to be better garbage out there. Huh, an oxymoron?
Oh...and do you think perhaps someone intentionally left the note in the book for the purpose of making an appearance on the website? That's not really a justified find, is it?
(thank you tunetech, for being the Found Champion today. All the whiners and complainers need to start up their own magazines, books, and website to please themselves. Found Rocks, EVERY day.)
Anyway. on to the Find. Having been involved formerly with an addict, this note hit me a little harder than it would most- can't tell you how many times I recieved notes similar to this. .only to wait up and wait around for hours upon end, fretting, fearing the worst. "back in 5" COULD have meant 5 days, and the "i promise" meant NOTHING.
Thank God that's over.