TRUE STORY NO. 17:
This morning, walking to my vehicle, via the dusty parking lot, I was approached by the groundskeeper. "Excuse me miss, is this yours?" She points to the expired fire extinguisher sitting within my parking space. "No, it was there yesterday when I left for work. Looks like someone used it," as I gestured to the dusty cars and cement. She says, "Oh, I know you are an artist, so I thought it might be your art."
Hahaha. Awesome. Fire extinguisher art respect, snap!