Here’s the latest installment in my apparently ongoing series of abandoned couch images. Yes, this is the same couch that appeared outside a neighbor’s house at the beginning of the month, only to be covered in frost several days later. When I’d seen two college girls carrying the couch around a corner several days later, I assumed they’d “adopted” it for a nearby apartment, but recently it’s re-appeared on a dead-end roadside near a local factory, having acquired a dead bouquet of flowers in a jar of vile yellow liquid.
This morning, the couch had collected a lounging house cat as well.
I’m eagerly awaiting the spontaneous arrival of more roadside couch accoutrements such as a beer-chugging guy with a television set or a bathrobe-swaddled woman in curlers and bunny slippers.
Nov 17, 2006 at 8:14 am
Maybe it will stay there forever and local folks can make it an ongoing public art project. In my neighborhood there is an old baby grand piano that people decorate for each season. It’s red, white and blue around July 4, orange for Halloween, etc.
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Nov 17, 2006 at 9:42 am
I love that they made outdoor living room art. I think a nice portrait hung behind it strung from a tree branch would be a nice addition.
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Nov 17, 2006 at 11:20 am
I love this story! Maybe the sofa just has itchy feet – people keep taking it home, but it priors life on the road!
Keep us posted on its wanderings. It certainly has too much character to end up at a dump.
Nancy
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Nov 17, 2006 at 11:20 am
It PREFERS life on the road!
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Nov 17, 2006 at 11:23 am
Looking back on my comment and your post, this is also is an interesting example of regionalisms – your couch is my sofa. I remember my grandma, from Colorado, used to call it a davenport.
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Nov 17, 2006 at 1:00 pm
couch to me, divan to my grandmother. I can’t decide whether this is a wanderlusting couch, or a homebody on a misadventure? – waking up in ever more forlorn locations, a little more dissheveled each time, those two red throw-pillows hanging in like a bedraggled corsage. I think it’s really beginning to regret whatever divan-devilishness it was that got it tossed out in the first place.
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Nov 17, 2006 at 8:56 pm
Ha! I thought the cat was pretty funny, then I read your comments below the photo and laughed out loud. Yes, it does seem to need those two characters. Ha.
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Nov 17, 2006 at 9:30 pm
This situation gives a whole new meaning to the expression, “lawn furniture.”
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Nov 18, 2006 at 7:11 am
I love “The adventures of couch,” serial.
Perhaps cats do know a good thing when they see it! LOL
Oh, pooh!
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Nov 18, 2006 at 9:34 am
Heh. I’m imagining: Girls adopt couch. Girls realize couch has spent a night outside in the rain. Girls unadopt couch!
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Nov 18, 2006 at 2:50 pm
And it is a red sofa. I wonder if it is related to the famous Red Couch/a>?
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