Big event coming up

I almost forgot.

I have decided to exhibit my collection of photo's. I've had some trouble finding someone willing to display them, but had the brilliant idea of just wearing a advertising board around while I'm on patrol. Kind of like my 'The End Is Nigh' sign I carried around before I found my new calling.

My first collection will be the photo's of rubbish I have taken. It tells a story that I think everyone must experience.

And that's not all.....

Rubbish The Musical

You might just get a localised version right here in the Inner West. Although it won't be a musical comedy, more of a 'After School Special' kind of production. Look out for a Casting Call to appear in the local papers.

Just who wants to take responsibility?

I was on one of my regular patrols the other day, camera in hand and ego set to 11 when I came across some graffiti. Near a Real Estate Agents office. I noticed that the Real Estate Agent regularly changes the photo's he displays in the window, which means by default, they must have seen this graffiti. Suffice to say, a quick call to the Real Estate Institute of Australia (REIA) resulted in no response. Yet again.

Is it too much to expect that the REIA calls this Real Estate Agent and ask them to remove Graffiti found some 20 metres from their shopfront? I think not.

Sure the graffiti is plastered all over a RTA sign. But come on, should I be calling the RTA about this? Madness.

Not on holiday, just resting

I have returned!

After a few hours of quiet reflection, I have returned to fight the good fight against all that stands in the way of all decent, law abiding citizens of the Inner West.

So look out Graffiti, abandoned cars, motorised scooters, rubbish and Lady in number 45. I am back!

Well....is this the end?

Seems as though my inspiration for this blog has stopped posting.

It's been 2 weeks and not a single post about abandoned cars, piles of rubbish, graffiti or even just a long winded ego stroke post. This from someone who managed up to 11 posts a day at one stage. Unless he's on holidays, I can only guess he's decided enough is enough.

I seriously doubt he's on holidays, I get the impression he's the sort of guy that just doesn't like to take a break. It's either all or nothing.

I'll check every so often and see if he comes back for more. But until then. I'm going to take a break as well.

Cheers,

Guido

Google Search Results

A quiet and lazy few days for me. I deserve it...you want proof?

Google Search : Graffiti Inner West

Looks who comes in at number 5

Waiting patiently for ACA or Today Tonight to call and offer me a regular spot.

Back at last

Crazy last few days here in the Inner West.

My attempts to get the locals more enthused about Graffiti, rubbish, abandoned cars, scooters and air pollution took a turn for the worst a few days ago.

It now appears the residents of the Inner West are not interested in a concert to promote awareness of Graffiti. Having spent the last few days promoting and performing in the main street, I guess this is one idea that is yet to have it's day.

Mark my words.

GRACSAP-A-LOOLA will happen. One day.

Not sure how I can break it to Steady Eddie he's not needed as MC.

Sydney's Air Quality

I wrote a letter to the local butcher the other day. A complaint about the quality of the air in the Inner West.

Oddly enough, the owner of the shop took me aside the next time I was on patrol and told me to...well, I'm to much of a gentlemen to repeat it here. Idiot butcher, sell me mince I wouldn't feed my mother let alone the dog!

Far be it from me to concentrate on something so inane as the quality of air, I couldn't give too hoots if the quality of air was not the butchers responsibility. I walk down the street, and if I decide the air smells a little rank...then I decide who takes the blame.

I mean, last week I was sitting at a bus stop...a council bus stop (it had a sign saying so) and then a bus stopped. Nothing unusual there, until I looked up. A sky writer...graffiti in the sky. That I saw from the council bus stop.

I've written a letter of complaint to Sydney Buses, the deli across the road and the Lady at Number 45 (she was waiting for a bus as well). All of them are responsible for this graffiti.

Oh..did I mention that Air Quality is on my crusade list.