I need a steam shovel, mama, to keep away the dead.

[robby]

I'm seeing so many of those roadside shrines to the dead. I guess the custom has come from Mexico, but it strikes me as morbid. Years ago, they were a curiosity, but now flowers and pictures and balloons are sprouting up on the roadsides everywhere. I drive through an immense graveyard everyday, to and from work. One in particular bothers me. It's on the southbound side of 101, near the Lawrence Expressway, in Sunnyvale. I guess a motorcyclist bought it there, and his fucking HELMET is on an orange cone, surrounded by withered flowers and plants, with tattered pictures.