This was probably the most brazen I've been about posting a sticker. Broad daylight, no one else around, and a police force with nothing better to do than toss a dude in jail for vandalism.
I got away with it this time.
"Hi, mom. Look, I know I haven't called in like three months, but I'm in a bit of a bind. I need you to bail me out of jail. . . . No. Mom. Loraine won't help. She left me last week because I wouldn't stop putting stickers up all over the place. . . . What am I in for? Well, to be honest, I got busted for putting a sticker on the back of a sign post. . . . Yeah. No really mom. . . . I know. The cops here have nothing better to do. . . . How'd they catch me? Well, I took photographic evidence of my crime and posted it on the internet. . . . Yeah mom. I know. I know. Jim was always the brighter of the two of us. Look, mom. Can we save the lecture for later? I'm running out of time for my phone call here and my cell mate is a huge drag. He won't stop talking about how John Smith was a victim of the prejudices and injustices of the American Government. I really want out."This was probably the most brazen I've been about posting a sticker. Broad daylight, no one else around, and a police force with nothing better to do than toss a dude in jail for vandalism.
There's a guitar shop in Provo called the great salt lake guitar co. It's really lowkey and the guy that used to own it made some amazing guitars. He was pretty old 10 years ago so...
Yeah, I loved that shop when I was out there. It's one of the only places I've ever found that sell Art and Lutherie guitars. (May have mispelled the name)