I’m not the douchebag that locked my bike to hers, but I did find this note on the ground. I called her and told her to call the police to cut the other guy’s lock. Eugene, OR is terrible for bike theft.

Here at Kryptonite we’ve been picking up on an unsettling trend lately. Be aware and beware! It seems that in some cities enterprising bike thieves have been targeting bikes that can be easily broken, putting their own lock on the bike and leaving for later pick up. When they return what does the passerby see? Nothing out of the ordinary – a guy unlocking a bike with a key and riding away. Source.

When I first moved into my new apartment, I walked around taking pictures of potential damaged stuff for evidence against slumlords.  I stepped inside my closet, turned around and noticed a piece of paper stuck in the door jam.  I took it out and delicately unfolded it, and read aloud the note to my dad, who just happened to be on the phone with me at the time.

He didn’t understand that I was reading a note, which made the whole thing even funnier, especially if you know my dad.  I searched all over the place trying to find other hidden notes and found two more, also in door jams.

Today, I bring theses notes back from the innocent world of 1982, where young women were free to dream of sucking cock with parents in the other room.

I found this in the rain the right before Valentines Day.  I lost it in a pocket and found it again to scan for your enjoyment.  Click to make big.

My favorites are

• HAT-BCAP (which I imagine means anything but “baseball cap”)
• IPOD Machine
• Ghost Sountrack

Let me know if you can decipher anything else.