Snowbound bikes welcome warmer temps.

It’s been a tough month, but it’s over. Now, as the temperatures warm and we say goodbye the snowiest February in NYC’s history, it’s hard not to yearn for the warm and vitality of spring. The snow is melting. Grab your bike. Hit the streets.

Trashed Crime Stopper.

There has to be an interesting reason behind why someone would throw away a steering wheel lock. Perhaps they sold their car, or bought a new security system—or, maybe, somebody stole their car, and tossed the lock in the trash. In that case, I hope the owner finds it and asks for a refund.

Snow Escapes

Well, it’s official: This is the snowiest month in the history of New York City. And the sidewalks are feeling the brunt of it. But so are these fire escapes, and the sight offers an ephemeral, blunted view of their typically irrepressible symmetry. Gotta love snow in the city.

Not exactly The North Face.

The snow begins, and no one knows that more than this gentleman working for Filene’s Basement.

Losing heads, and other parts, for expensive jeans.

This gathering of mannequins on Fifth Avenue in front of Lucky Brand jeans reveals a disturbing truth about what they think of their customers. And it has nothing to do with the fact that Lucky Brand jeans undervalues the possibility that its customers may have actual heads with brains in them. With all due respect skinny jean hipsters, these pants are skinny for a reason. And as far as steroid boy on the right is concerned, dude — is it really worth it? But we are expecting a huge snowstorm, and as we all know, the cold doesn’t help in that department at all, and being naked is certainly a liability. As far as the headless and mindless women are concerned, they’re looking good.

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More utility box food. Is this a new form of tagging?

Five steps away from a daiquiri.

What is it with leaving food on utility boxes? It’s a fairly common site, even on a cold and rainy Tuesday morning in February. Is the food left to honor dead ancestors or the gods as they practice in some Asian cultures, or is it a Cold War type of spy drop off? I’d love to know how and why these bananas ended up where they did. Either way: hilarious.

Mr. McGuire: Plastics.

At some point in life, most of us have been through the plastic chair phase. Maybe just starting out after high school or college, or leaving everything behind as adults and starting over with little more than a ravaged 401K and memories of a life, and a loved one, that didn’t work out. Thankfully, for those times in life there are cheap plastic chairs for us to sit on in our apartments, or — if you’re among the more fortunate — that claustrophobic back patio shoved among NYC buildings like pockets of sunlight on the forest floor. God bless cheap plastic chairs, because they give us a place to sit, when the world wants us to lie down and give up.

Shot Special on Mockery.

If you put your face out on the lampposts and newspapers dispensers in New York City, expect pedestrians to have a little fun at your expense. This flyer was found all over Avenue of the Americas, and each one had the same artistic license taken by someone with a sense of humor and a pen.

Man's arm bitten by laptop!

This guy was walking down 14th Street toward Union Square sporting this unique way of transporting a laptop computer. He also had bright orange earplugs in his ears and repeatedly shouted, “I want a cookie sandwich!” as he made his way down the sidewalk. I shit you not.

There are really three types of crazy in NYC: happy crazy, angry crazy, and sad crazy. This guy was happy crazy.

Gold rush time.

Recession brings out the gritty, entrepreneurial spirit in everyone; however, this flyer promoting a deal offering watch batteries in exchange for “unwanted gold” is a classic. What if you want to exchange your gold watch? And despite the fancy font on this flyer, the “General Cleaning Service” flyer to the right appears much more credible.