Last Friday was an epic photo-gathering expedition for me. I was out nearly three hours in the midday sun, covering five abandoned sites, also stopping for excellent Lebanese food at Arzi's and narrowly avoiding heat stroke. Problem is, this is a photo blog and my g-damn digital camera won't stop washing everything in blue. So I've decided to post the remaining three sites I shot that day all in one post, before switching over to use my bf's fancier camera. After this post, say goodbye to the blues!
Here we have LoBianco's Gro. & Beer at Government Street and Steele, in the classic Old South style that I have actually never seen outside of movies and TV.
Could this sun-faded promotional Stroh's poster be sadder right now? Not really.
Despite the festive beer-tab-garland and Mardi-Gras and beer promo decor, I can't really think of a time that has felt less appropriate for letting it Stroh, and less like Miller Time. Nevertheless, I still nerd out over people leaving so much behind for me to discover when they abandon ship.
It's only a Gro. and Beer, but even a Gro. and Beer has probably taken its part in changing at least one person's life, I'm thinking most likely in the drunken impregnation category.
Here is some folk art.
And this just looks so Southern. Also, it stunk to hell of sun-cooking garbage.
Off to a car place of some sort!
I'm guessing this site at Government and Glenmore Avenue was a service station on the site of a former gas station.The garages are currently being used to store mattresses and bags of mulch.
This mysteriously-labeled door leads to the office.
And lookey what's stowed in the office!
We've already got an old Lite-Brite in a different original box, but not an old Samsonite card table like this.
Finally, after multiple unplanned sidetracks, I arrived at my destination: the Winn Dixie supermarket on Government St. at Rebel that when driving by, I wasn't sure whether it was open and pathetic-looking or permanently closed.
But it looks like Dixie didn't win this one.
You really don't see too many abandoned supermarkets. Pretty post-apocalayptic, huh?
These guys mostly cleaned up after themselves, though. I once heard about this discount supermarket in the town of Warren near my hometown in Jersey that closed down and left all the food where it was. By the time the health department got in there two weeks later, there were maggots all over the meat. Of course that could have been urban legend, but my young metal horror-loving self wanted to believe.
Speaking of horror, I think I found a clue as to the downfall of this Winn Dixie. I think these clowns brought forth some sort of evil clown holocaust, as depicted in this horrifying poster.
Is that bullshit really supposed to make you want to attend this event? No, thank you. I don't like stuff that murders me. Speaking of which, there was some sort of security-looking dude off to the edge of the parking lot, peering into car windows. I decided to get a closer look.
"I THINK YOU FORGOT TO TURN YOUR OVEN OFF," he yelled to me.
"Oh yeah? Why's that?" Was he saying I should get back in the kitchen?!
"IT'S HOT OUT HEE-YOW!"
"Oh yeah. Heh heh..."
I also found this off-brand of soda, Chek, which marks another entry into my off-brands of Dr. Pepper super-nerd-out collection. Dr. Chek!
At this point I'd exhausted all of my camera's memory. Maybe next time, D-Jay's School of Beauty, Inc. (possibly still occupied?).