“Literary,” or just observant, or restless, people who reside in large cities (what’s the plural form of “metropolis”?) enjoy an unfair advantage over us Vermonters: They’re blessed with an abundance of casually strewn messages — etched by strangers on subway bathrooms, sidewalks, phone booths that don’t work — that allow them to read meaning and beauty into phrases that aren’t particularly important in the big picture.

So it’s a good thing we have Front Porch Forum to stimulate our collective need for the oddly transcendent. Note, for example, a post to my neighborhood forum this weekend:

MOTORCYCLE JACKET 
Sat, 29 March 2008

And hello again.  I am searching for a leather motorcycle jacket, sizemedium, not too many zippers.  I have cash.  And the body to fill it.

So, if you have a jacket, let’s talk.

This article appears in Apr 2-8, 2008.

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Mike Ives was a staff writer for Seven Days from January 2007 until October 2009.

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