Your importance is unusual to look at
So my girl and I are broker than shit. You might have read in a previous post that I started a job recently right? I know, I know, I can't shut up about it. Well, the paycheck still hasn't come in yet and we're kind of eking by. Usually when we're in that situation we end up blowing the last of our money on some really good food somewhere... it makes total sense, fuck you.
We decided to go to the burrito place up the street with all the framed R. Crumb posters on the walls (as a side note I'd like to point out that that isn't why we go there, the food is actually pretty good and all the nic-nacks and rat fink dolls and stuff are actually pretty repulsive to me.) We loaded up on habenero hot sauce and bean burrito then got a cupcake at the "we sell nothing but cupcakes" store. We then stopped in the grocery store to gather up what little groceries we could afford and saw Tom Spanbauer standing at the deli case.
On our way home I made a little rubbing of the first stanza of a poem laid backward into the cement on the sidewalk.

(I flipped it around in photoshop)
in case you can't read it it says

the old man
must have stopped our car
two dozen times to climb out
and gather into his hands
the small toads blinded by our lights

I plan on making a rubbing of the rest of the poem soon

I then saw this glued to a signpost and carefully peeled it off.

the more I read it the more it means to me.