This morning I stopped by DD, grabbed an iced coffee to sip on while I prowled the streets in search of my latest victims. Here they are in the order they were captured:


I'll just keep this one short. I'm sure the mail carrier isn't really happy about this. He'll be forwarding you his chiropractic bill.
What is this? Looks like it belongs on a wall rather than a post. They have to have a key to unlock that box every day when they get their mail. I know I'd lose the key. And don't tell me I could put the key on my keyring. I lose them all the time too. So I wouldn't be able to drive my car or get my mail.
What's the opposite of "keeping up with the Joneses"?

Because I stopped to take this picture and then barely got going again before I had to take the next one, three doors down. It's another Creative Solution!
