Thursday, July 20, 2006

I've noticed a funny little phenomenon about living in the suburbs. If one person goes out and starts messing in his yard, someone else does. And then someone else does. Pretty soon the whole street gets involved in something. Is this some kind of neighborly competition thing, like 'my yard's better than your yard'? Or is it a little more sinister, like 'gee, I'd better get out there before they call the yard police on me'? Or maybe we're all just drones, getting a pulse from the closest power line that says, 'go mow your lawn, go mow your lawn' until we go out there. Like that really bad sci-fi movie with Roddy Piper in it called "They Live" or something... where those special sunglasses show you the alien faces and the REAL messages behind all those billboards.