Therapeating myself

My psychologist is wrong.

I don’t have any baggage.

I can convey my feelings.

I am Cone Alone.

Look ma, no baggage

Over The (S)Top

Ow! Ouch!

Yeesh. Ok you jerk. You win!

Sometimes it gets so boring working near the Capitol in DC. I mean, yeah, I get to see all those people rushing about with an air of importance, but I basically see the same people every day wearing the same clothes (many of the male-identified people wear blue a lot for some reason) and having the same arguments. None of them really do anything for us cones anyway, so I just ignore them. (We don’t even have a Cone delegation in Congress!)

So sue me if I want to ease the boredom with a simple contest with a fellow street worker. I mean, people arm wrestle right?

Well, this is the last time I get into a strength competition with an octagon.  This would never happen to Sylvester Stallone.

Uuuuuhh.

I am flat broke, but I am joining a (jungle) gym tomorrow.

I am Cone Alone.

I am over this stop.

The Cone Alone World

Cones are a valuable part of our society. And few cones are as valuable, or as diverse as traffic cones, or pylons, the tireless workers of the streets.

The years have seen the creation of the Traffic Cone Preservation Society, the development of an organization to free cones from their forced labor, the writing of poems for cones (even one called “Cone Alone”) and the positing of a theory that cones are engaged in a secret plot against humans. We even have photographs of cones around the town. Yet, human society still has not experienced the wisdom and collective knowledge of the cones themselves.

This blog is dedicated to capturing the Cone Alone in its natural habit: at work, at play and everywhere in between, and then allowing the cones to write what they were thinking at the time. This blog sees Cone Alone at its best and its worst and gets their perspective.

All Cone Alone speak for themselves. This is their story. The story of Cone Alone.

*Note: No Cone Alone was harmed during photographic documentation, and all Cone Alone participants are pictured with no tampering or manipulation by the photographer.