Please stay off the Porticos. But what does that really mean? Can anyone really stay off of anything? Aren't we all going through life, just trying to stay on and not fall off into nothingness? What is a portico, is it a metaphor for life itself? What would Foucault or Faulkner say about the notion of the portico? Can anything in life really be weight bearing, or are all of our troubles simply too heavy for this world to support?
For reals though I would loller if someone's portico actually broke, since people are on them a lot and no one dies from it. But people probs should stay off of them. Speaking of breaking, when we were at Cerro Grande last night we were talking about how the one townhouse last year flooded, and how we have the same attic thing and that maybe we should go into it and do the same thing, but then we realized this is a dumb idea.
