I’ve made myself weepy at work quite a lot recently so I was relieved to find something ridiculous to look at. This must be a Beer Bike, but I don’t know when–maybe early 70s–and I don’t know what those things are or where they came from. I can’t imagine that a student owned them, but surely no one was foolish enough to rent them to that bunch. Love the color, though, and there’s a kind of “Ride of the Valkyries” vibe that makes it all sort of hang together nicely.
Bonus: I like signs in general, and especially if they tell the reader what they are expected to do in no uncertain terms. I also favor the use of music stands to hold signs. I see this fairly often when I trek out to my car in the stadium lot–that’s where I found this leftover early Monday morning. It’s not the sort of direct command that I really enjoy, but it certainly bears cheerful news: