Tender Buttons

Laura : 26th Sep 2005 - 22:17 GMT

This is great! The colors and textures are an added bonus :)

Anonymous (spe-95-151.Reshall.Berkeley.EDU): 26th Sep 2005 - 23:18 GMT

Ironically I just read Stein's "Tender Buttons" for class.

elaine: 27th Sep 2005 - 07:28 GMT

nice collection. the taped up one is a bit revolting, but great

jamie: 27th Sep 2005 - 09:06 GMT

i could push those buttons all day and never get bored

Amy: 28th Sep 2005 - 12:59 GMT

Ha! I love these. But I'm ashamed to admit that the taped-up one looks a lot like mine.

Tok tokkie a game played by children in which they ring random doorbells and buzzers, and then giggle maniacally in the bushes as the unsuspecting neighbours answer the door only to find no one there.

I assume the name is uniquely South African. And suburban. A tok tokkie is a type of beetle that makes a tap-tapping sound.

kc: 28th Sep 2005 - 17:05 GMT

wonder if the locksmith in the taped-up one is trolling for business? Or has already been and failed? the backdrops are nice, too--the layered paint, dried out wood, rough brick...

Peter: 28th Sep 2005 - 17:11 GMT

in my neighborhood in brooklyn, the locksmiths spam every house almost dauly with thsoe locksmith cards... i guess they hope that some poor sod will get locked out and give em a call... though when i get locked out, i just randomly buzz all the other buttons on my building til i get a neighbor to buzz me in.

but yeah, my street is constantly littered with locksmith's cards. and the funniest ones are the ones that share the back of their card with another company (usually a car service) for economy.

Al Aise: 28th Sep 2005 - 17:15 GMT

Where I grew up, all the kids called it N*gger Knocking.

Al Aise: 28th Sep 2005 - 18:17 GMT

Where I grew up, kids would also put doggy doo-doo into a small paper sack, place said sack onto a mark's doorstep or front porch, light the bag on fire, ring the doorbell and run off.

When the mark saw the fire, they would inevitably try to stomp it out, and end up mashing their foot into warm doggy doo-doo.

I don't think that had a name, though.

jamie: 28th Sep 2005 - 18:29 GMT

come to think of it i'm sure they used to call it roly-poly fatboy jamie - roll him down the hill

joey: 29th Sep 2005 - 18:43 GMT

gg - you have a poet's eye for the exceptional, hidden in everyday life.

CartLegger: 11th Sep 2007 - 01:57 GMT

What a great collection of photos that I never noticed. A nuance of the city once escaped has now been captured by my eye.

Harry E.: 30th May 2013 - 14:04 GMT

WHY THE DODGERS LEFT BROOKLYN: For years, many have wonder how
& why our illustrious ballclub left it's home boro for the desert of Los Angeles, where the women get dry, leathery skin, unless they use tons of moisturizer. Many people blame team owner Walter O'Malley. But O'Malley, who had deep family roots in the NYC, never dreamt, or even thought, of hightailing it to La La
Land. What happened was that O'Malley was tempted, enticed and LURED to go there while Brooklyn was doing NOTHING about it. In 1957, L. A. city officials kept on lurking in Ebbetts Field. There, they found out that O'Malley wanted to build a new ball park and had enough money to pay for it, only that he couldn't find a suitable location in Brooklyn. And so, they invited him to take a helicopter tour of Los Angeles, telling him he was free to pick out ANY location for a ball park that suited him and the city would GIVE it to him free of charge. And so he chose CHAVEZ RAVINE, an open area of scrubland that the city was holding aside for housing projects. Of course, he got it, and the rest is history, as the Bums quickly deserted Brooklyn. Sadly, there was NO WAY that the same thing could have been done in Brooklyn. L.A. is a very large, sprawling, spread-out city with much vacant open space, while Brooklyn is tightly compact and very much built up, with hardly no vacant open land, except for parks, which are considered sacrosanct.