What the??????

What is this “thing” supposed to be?

Is the city going to mount a replica of Herman Munster’s head on top of this brick neck-bolt?

Great!

If so, the city fathers and mothers should consider re-naming the downtown crossroads to “The Herman Munster Square.” Why not? Heck, the neck-bolt is in place.

Geez, as you enter Auburn on I-80 East you are greeted with the “Outhouse on the Hill.”

At the corner of Sacramento Street and Auburn Folsom Road we have this bulbous and hurting reminder of a hemorrhoid, with two feces on wheels popping out.

Downtown we have a “thing,” or more likely a plumber’s nightmare, that supposed to tell us the time. Maybe a Mickey Mouse face should be painted on it. That certainly would be an improvement; those gloved hands would be cute on each arm.

Now, are we citizens going to endure a monument to Herman Munster?

What deranged group of supposed “artists’ conjured up these piles? A bunch of anal-retentive individuals in desperate need of a swig of prune juice, or are they just Picasso Wannabe’s?

What passes for “art” in this town is nothing more than visual flatulence, and it stinks!