PittGirl cleans out her camera phone

I am a camera phone-aholic and I constantly snap pictures of things I see out and about that I plan to share with you guys and I just never seem to find the time to get to it. Time found.

1. This one I took near Grant Street is from yesterday I believe and is just my attempt at further documenting in case you don’t really believe me that THE PIGEONS COME TOO DAMN CLOSE.


These particular two pigeons became overly aggressive immediately after this snapshot was taken. In fact, if I said the F word, I’d have been all “Back up. You need to back the eff up. Just back THE EFF UP!”

2. I snapped this one in Oakland only because I’m surprised some fuddy duddy hasn’t yet lodged a complaint about it.

When I snapped this about a week or so ago, I was drawn to it because there was a kid of about 11 or so waiting for the bus with his mother, and he was just staring at the thing with his mouth slightly open, all “This is as close as I’ve been to illicit boobies in my life so I’m going to stand here and study them like I’m going to be tested, just in case I don’t have the chance to be this close to boobies for a while. Boobies.”

3.  These two I snapped downtown over the last few days where we’ve been attacked by the Honey Bunches of Oats Cereal Witnesses.  There is a truck or trucks parking in the city and unleashing hard hat-wearing cereal workers with orange buggies full of sample size boxes of Honey Bunches of Oats.  And people are descending on these things like pigeons to a thrown bag of french fries. 

Today I saw a guy in a suit filling a garbage bag with them.

I mean really, people, chill out.  It’s not like they’re giving away Cap’n Crunch Berries or anything.

Also, this kind woman, whose ass I got a picture of …

… approached me today, thrust two boxes at me, and said “Honey Bunches of Oats?” while wearing her bright redish-orange hard hat.

Because you know, when I think of dangerous jobs at which a heavy object can fall on your head and kill your ass, I usually think of two jobs … construction and cereal maker.


  1. Double Entendre?
    May 3, 2007 4:59 pm

    Their slogan is “C’mon, try a box?” Does no one else see how that is so, so dirty? I love it.

  2. Still A. Fan
    May 3, 2007 7:57 pm

    i worked in center city philadelphia for 5 years and i started to realize that pigeons had a societal scale of their own. watch for it. you’ll see the beautiful, shiny, colorful birds with a slow regal strut..they’re high class. on the lower end of the totem pole, you have that pigeon that you just KNOW is a crack head. he’s dirty…his feathers are all f*%$ed up, he walks very fast and with a limp. he scurries from one pigeon to the next and in my head he’s saying “you got some crack, gimmee some crack, cmon man, gimmee some crack…just a little…..”. i was walking thru the city once with a group of guys, all wearing suits. one of these crack pigeons walked across the sidewalk in front of us and i said “DAMN that bird’s from the wrong side of the trax!”. i got a pretty good laugh. but if you notice…you will never ever ever see a preppy pigeon talking to a crack pigeon. they will both socialize with middle class pigeons….but never directly to each other.

  3. spoon
    May 3, 2007 8:00 pm

    Barbie looks good plastered on billboards all around town and now i guess bus stops :)

  4. Jen
    May 4, 2007 9:24 am

    I was walking in yesterday morning and was also approached by the hard hat wearing cereal distributor. It was one of my former high school students who graduated last year. First I laughed hysterically, because the outfit is hilarious that they wear, then I asked how much the job pays. Would you believe those people get paid $15 an hour to do that??? I was shocked. But glad my student got a good summer job! Then I went into school and told all of my fellow teachers to go outside on their planning time to heckle her. :)