Probably like many people in many areas of the USA, I get sick and tired of being sick and tired about the Disney-esque way that my local world is presented by our local corporate media wizards, or the hordes of bad PR agents working to sell the fantasy viewpoint that EVERYTHING IS JUST FINE AND DANDY in our Grand City of Dayton, Ohio.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Photos from the Streets of Dayton, Ohio USA, 10-13-05

Older gentleman waiting to cross the street at
Salem and Grand. He seemed quite the jolly soul.

Honda Pimpin' on North Main and Great Miami.

Waiting around for something on North Main.

Phreshalicious on Wayne and Keowee. I thought the
second coming of Venus Williams and the Spice Girls had
returned to mother Earth when I saw this girl.

Old dude scroungin' for dollars at the highly trafficed
corner of Wayne and Keowee, leading into the historic
South Park District. Someone needs to rent this guy's shirt
space, because he gets a lot of eyeballs, and is said to be
nice, according to the Sunoco Crew. He's my favorite
panhandler, as he's incorporated Disney characters
as props into his daily routine. We can only hope this leads
to a more show business approach to panhandling at large.

You can never really have enough
horns on a bicycle. Enough said.

Strong, proud women with headgear grace West
Dayton with pride and honor every day.
She walked as if she had a purpose, and I'm
always pro walking with a purpose.

Old schoolin' it real style on North Main Street.

The former Oxycontin break-in victim champion of the
world, Ridgeway Presriptions on East Third Street.

Tending to the important things in life
on North Main Street, Marlboros.

Same as above, only while waiting for the Bus on East Third.
Mountain Dew is always an important part of the equasion
as well.


This entire block of Riverview needs
to be cast in plaster as an ode to the past.
Remember them prices?

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Photos from the Streets of Dayton, Ohio USA, 10-05-05

It's a lonely walk underneath the US 35 Overpass.

But it's an even lonlier walk down Xenia Ave.,
as this girl appears to be breaking up with
boy after a brief argument.

Despite his apparent whiteness, this shirtless
East side beef was able to grab the sign at D.J.'s
Nightcap on Xenia Ave. in a feat of amazing
verticle achievement.

Collecting metal for money is becoming quite
the couple's sport along Keowee leading into the
First Street scrap metal corridor.

"Nobody knows, the trouble I've seen,
Nobody knows, the sorrow..."

Three young East siders discuss the pros and
cons of investing in today's volatile stock market.

Man performs the theme to "The Young and the Restless"
on the kazoo for disinterested listeners at the RTA stop
at Wayne and Wyoming Streets.

Despite all of the years, and all of our tears,
Esther Price is still going strong on Wayne Ave.

Sinclair Community College is the pride of the
Dayton area.
Man in front of the courthouse apparently unconcerned
that even more dollars of his life's work are going to help
keep bureacrats and other system teat-suckers employed.

Whoever says that Daytonians do not appreciate
ironic landscapes has never been past this scene
on Third Street in Downtown.

Wympee's Hamburgers is a great place to get
lottery tickets and cheap wine in the morning,
but not much else.

Dayton is filled with glorious architechture
of days gone by, before the quest for constant
consumption of things cheap and plastic became
the norm.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Photos from the Streets of Dayton, Ohio USA, 10-03-05

Upper Salem Ave. is a giant never-ending
cacophony of empty businesses, dreams
and poor color choices.

Where locals once clinked glasses and swore off
another hard day of work, only ghosts, crack whores
and small change dealers remain on
North Main Street in Dayton.

Older lady walks across the street at Salem and Grand.

"Anybody in the dog house for fucking
their secretary and need some flowers?"
Man selling flowers along Great Miami Blvd. near
the entrance ramp to I-75.

Moments seem like forever when
waiting for the RTA bus to arrive.

The Tropical Grocery Store on North
Main in the Santa Clara district
remains optimistic about being open
despite never actually being open.

Wasting the day away with a cigarette
near Cramer's Barber Shop on Wyoming. I SWEAR I
did not lift this picture from a Tom Waits song.

Girl off of East 3rd has hit the lottery with Miller's new
home delivery of a beer truck for uber alcoholics.

The whole family, mom, kids and grandpa
return from a trip to Family Dollar off of Smithville -
the bedrock of the American Economy.