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July 28th, 2008 · by map · 4 Comments

I found a black strapless bra in the parking lot at work this morning on the way into work. So, if you’re missing a black strapless bra (and have relatively small breasts, by the looks of it), you know where to look.

I’m always interested in the kinds of things one finds in the street. Underwear, in particular, is the beginning of all sorts of speculation.

As we were leaving town for Decorah last Friday, we stopped at Target so Leah could grab something on the way. Ava and I waited in the car. As I pulled into a parking spot from which we could see the front doors and await Leah’s reemergence, I noticed a small gray clump of something sitting in the parking lot. I told Ava to hang on, jumped out of the parked car, and ran over to retrieve a little rubber mouse.

raton

Actually, Leah thinks it’s a rat. Could be. Other than being a bit dirty, the rat was in good shape. We got it cleaned up when we got to Decorah, and Ava slept with it both nights we were there. She “dressed” it in one of her socks for the night. She’d originally named it Mousy Mouse, but I think she’s changed its name to something else now that it might be a rat. Something rodent neutral.

Tags: Ava · Outdoors

  • http://www.philosyphia.com NathanPralle

    Your finding of a brassiere reminds me of a incident while growing up. We lived by a railroad track and would wander the 500 feet or so down to it on regular occasion, putting pennies on the tracks and tossing around the rocks, etc. You know — flirting with death. Sometimes we’d find the occasional beer bottle or otherwise.

    One time we wandered down there and, next to the tracks between them and a small driveway to a wildlife preserve was a rather frumpy pile of women’s clothing — the whole shooting match: shirt, shorts, underwear, bra. And, by the looks of it, not a tiny woman, either.

    So, we deduced that either a) there was some well-rounded naked gal out frolicking in the woods or b) a couple had gone parking in that driveway the night before, got the windows all foggy, and then got interrupted and had to take off sans clothing. Not that I haven’t driven somewhere in the complete nude after being interrupted myself, but…I usually leave my clothes in the car, not on the side of the road.

    Being kids, we did the only logical thing possible and hung the bra and panties from the crossing arms of the railroad signal so, when they would lower, the waiting cars would have something to talk about.

  • http://www.nathanpralle.com/blog/ Nathan Pralle

    Your finding of a brassiere reminds me of a incident while growing up. We lived by a railroad track and would wander the 500 feet or so down to it on regular occasion, putting pennies on the tracks and tossing around the rocks, etc. You know — flirting with death. Sometimes we’d find the occasional beer bottle or otherwise.

    One time we wandered down there and, next to the tracks between them and a small driveway to a wildlife preserve was a rather frumpy pile of women’s clothing — the whole shooting match: shirt, shorts, underwear, bra. And, by the looks of it, not a tiny woman, either.

    So, we deduced that either a) there was some well-rounded naked gal out frolicking in the woods or b) a couple had gone parking in that driveway the night before, got the windows all foggy, and then got interrupted and had to take off sans clothing. Not that I haven’t driven somewhere in the complete nude after being interrupted myself, but…I usually leave my clothes in the car, not on the side of the road.

    Being kids, we did the only logical thing possible and hung the bra and panties from the crossing arms of the railroad signal so, when they would lower, the waiting cars would have something to talk about.

  • http://nicheplayer.net map

    …we did the only logical thing possible and hung the bra and panties from the crossing arms of the railroad signal…

    I’m going to go to pun hell for this one, but here goes: “This is sheer genius!”

  • http://nicheplayer.net map

    …we did the only logical thing possible and hung the bra and panties from the crossing arms of the railroad signal…

    I’m going to go to pun hell for this one, but here goes: “This is sheer genius!”