I walk my dog past Steve Buscemi's house. I record what I see.
And that's how the Tumblr blog, What's On Steve Buscemi's Stoop, was formed. The site is as simple as it sounds: Each post is a photo of something snapped on or around the stoop of the Slope's own Mr. Pink.
A box of hats, a discarded door, a few bags of clothes -- the items are banal, yet at first I found myself combing over every single one looking for some kind of hidden insight into the man with those magical eyes. What does this discarded Christmas stocking REALLY mean???? But seriously -- how much can we read into old, abandoned mugs and pens?
As Erica pointed out, if she were in Stevie B's shoes, she'd start leaving weird ass shit on the stoop, like pig knuckles and dolls with their eyes x'd out.
Though I am fascinated with Booshems, I do find this site invasive. It's one thing to photoshop his eyes onto a bunch of chick's faces, but the blogger makes no attempt at concealing the street name and house number. That's iffy. And true, some might say that this kind of thing comes along with being a celebrity, yaddah yah. But we're not the stalkerazzi, getting paid to track his daily habits -- we're his neighbors.
What do you guys think? Cool or Not Fucking Cool?