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Bathmat Faces
Posted by Tory, January 17, 2005 on 7:00 pm | In Amusements |Is this you? You’re using someone’s bathroom, and they don’t have any reading material (what is this, a Nigerian prison?), so to amuse yourself you look for faces on the floor. Not in a scary William Burroughs sort of way, but like you would pick out figures and things in the clouds, which I understand is a normal pasttime and not at all upsetting. Like, there’s two specks close together — they kinda look like eyes. And that kinda looks like a Hapsburg lip. And before you know it — a face.
I find myself doing this a lot. And suddenly I thought, hey, maybe I should draw them and improve my creative thinking and crap.
Nice notepad — your 300% pharmaceutical markup at work.
Here are some faces I saw in my dad’s bathmat. See, I would normally never draw a rabbit with an afro. But now I have.
Any floor material is up for grabs, I think — tile or rug or towel. A stucco ceiling is good, too.
Do you do this?
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Why do people think this is crazy? I think it`s a perfectly normal pastime.
Comment by Rootofsinesquared — December 31, 1969 #
i went to a catholic grammar school where we attended mass every thurs. morning. on the altar, the cross was hung on this huge floor to ceiling slab of marble. now, in this marble i was able to identify not just faces/creatures, but an entire totem pole of them. i can still recall most of them in my head. and they were really kinda creepy and borderline demonic, which was _especially_ confusing while in church. so years later i was driving on the interstate somewhere, presumably not in new orleans where i`d grown up, and there on the side of the road was a building with a marble facade… with the same exact totem pole of people/creatures in it.
Comment by j. — December 31, 1969 #
I used to see a myriad of things in our old bathroom linoleum floor. I used to think I was crazy because of that. Now I know that I am not alone. Thanks Tory!
Comment by Anonymous — December 31, 1969 #
I don`t think there is anything wrong with this… gee a normal passtime when doing the doo… anything to relax you to get things moving… as a truck driver and not having the time needed to do my business, I would count tiles, screws in the stalls, anything to get me to relax and do my bussiness… but on a funnier note… one time sitting down in a stall in the bathroom at a truck stop minding my own business, I hear a guy enter the stall next to mine. I hear him say.. “So how is it going?” I think to myself, what a creep.. jee, like I really want to start up a conversation while taking a dump.. so I answer him saying… “Fine” hoping that is the end of it… a few seconds later his says.. “So, where you heading?” Now this guy is really creeping me out, all I want to do now is pinch it off and leave…and I answer, “back east” Next thing I hear him say is… “Hey I have to let you go, the guy in the stall next to me thinks I am talking to him” Well, I wanted to die… I waited unt
Comment by k — December 31, 1969 #
I do notice patterns in stuff sometimes, but I kind of try not to, because if it ends up being something creepy, there`s no way I`ll be able to stop seeing it ever after.
Comment by Alena — December 31, 1969 #
i wish i could remember where it was so i could take comparitive pics.
Comment by j. — December 31, 1969 #
Whoah, j. You creeped me out with that one.
Comment by Jet Girl — December 31, 1969 #
My mom has a hamper in the bathroom that`s covered in some awful floral-print fabric, and I swear to god I see dancing girls in it.
Comment by Jet Girl — December 31, 1969 #
Eeee I feared it so. Oh well. Better than bathmat feces.
Comment by Tory — December 31, 1969 #
nope, just you, ya weirdo
Comment by supremegoddessofall — December 31, 1969 #