You snooze you lose, Thomas Wheatley…you’re in Central European Time right now. Sorry, Mark Davis…you don’t write about zoo animals anymore. My new favorite match made in heaven of local journalist + beat is Christian Boone covering the grotesque horrors of metro Atlanta’s hoarders. The latest is “Uncle tipped cops off about little girls living in filthy house.”
He first flaunted his hoarder coverage chops with updates on the Sandy Springs hoarder – we all know that didn’t end well, but just recently we had a follow-up story about the business that cleans hoarders’ homes. Mr. Boone gives a whole new meaning to the title “muckraker” – am I right or am I right?
Let Mr. Boone’s stories be a lesson to you, all you who played hooky from your jobs to buy three dozen soiled desk chairs at City Hall East this week. I didn’t have time for such a wasteful pursuit of junky possessions; also, the sign for Lee Haney‘s World Class Fitness Center wasn’t for sale anyway.
photo from I Saw It On Ponce
Tags: christian boone, City Hall East, hoarders, lee haney world class fitness center
What?!?
Why aren’t you on the rattlesnake beat? WHY!?!
I am as riled as a Crotalus tigris over not getting that assignment! If another snake busts loose, I will cover it, or demand to know why.
You hear me, Boone? Stay away from the snake storiesssss.
Nice is incredible! Just like Atlanta only more Subways!
Are you talking about transit or sandwiches? YOU ARE ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT BOTH.
You are right.
And the spoils were soiled.
Maybe I should compile all the stuff I haven’t used, such as the following quote: “You’d be surprised at what grows out of feces.”
You’re welcome (and thanks for the nod).
I can’t wait for the inevitable posthumously-released anthology of unpublished works!