Saturday, February 12, 2011
AND JUSTICE FOR ALL
In all my years in living in the city, to be exact, since 1992, I have NEVER, used a lawn chair or crate to reserve my parking spot in the city sludges and snow drifts. This last snow explosion in Chicago was the first time ever I deigned to toss a lawn chair to reserve my spot which was shoveled out by myself and generous neighbors. I must say though, i have also NEVER taken anyones spot that was reserved.
All was fine and dandy until a few nights ago, I got home and a Honda was sitting in my dug out spot. I had a little puff of anger, but let it be. I parked in an illegal spot hoping not to get towed and just crossed my fingers. The following morning, the guilty party had left for their daily duties, but forgot to reserve the spot, leaving it open to any other parking vultures circling the block. I replaced the chair to make sure I had my spot back at the end of the day.
That night, Honda was back, in my spot again with chair once again removed and set aside.
I originally thought a little note would do the trick to let this lazy bum know what was up, but alas, a more brilliant idea came to be.
My mission was to clear a new parking spot for myself, to make a very clear and succinct point, and lastly, to get a bit of exercise. I think it worked.
Within two hours I built an igloo over Honda. Its not a very sculptural one, but a more abstract deconstructed version. I am pretty darn proud of my work as my car sits nearby in its freshly cleared spot with a view of the transplanted snow piled high on Honda.
In this photo there is one element missing. At the end of my work, I thoughtfully placed the chair on top of the heaped car to "reserve" the spot. The following morning, I watched the blonde culprit sit in her car like a lump, she stayed in her car for a while as I circled the block walking the dog, and returned to see her take the lawn chair and trudge her ass back home stealing the lawn chair as a trophy of defeat.