ROOF CRUTCH (to go with Traveling Neighbor Morgue)

You might remember my post about the traveling morgue show that used to stop by our neighborhood

Well, now, on the other side of our corner lot, there’s this…

ROOF CRUTCHES! Been there for about a month now. Words like why? come to mind. I will investigate further…


  1. Ann VanderMeer says

    Yes… this used to be a nice family-oriented neighborhood. I have no idea what’s going on now.

  2. says

    Obviously it’s an offering to the Gods. It’s either a “thank you, I no longer need them” (if your gods happen to be nice ones), or “please curse those who oppose me” (if they’re no so nice).

    Florida still has a big Santeria crowd, doesn’t it?

  3. says

    The hillbillies who owned our house first left a pair of crutches in my storeroom. I’ll send them to you if you want to erect a similar display at your own house.

  4. says

    That kind of escalation leads to bloodshed and madness, Matt. You know it does. You go from living in a quiet neighborhood to having the starring role in a really twisted Joe R. Lansdale story…

  5. Doreen says

    Sigh…it’s so obvious. A cripple has been HEALED! And in his or her elation threw the crutches on the roof needing them no more.

  6. Hellbound Heart says

    …they’re not crutches, they’re actually modified ski poles for slalem-ing down your roof……..and on to a trampoline……and on to the roof of your neighbour’s car……

    peace and love……

  7. GlenH says

    It’s only a matter of time before your neighbors start to wonder why this strange guy keeps taking pictures of their houses and cars and some twisted, suburban version of Spy vs Spy ensues.