I went to the Trout Lake Rummage Sale. Goal in mind. Show up on time. Push to the front of the line. I got it! Baking stone. Black marble. 12 x 18. I will now make the best no kneed or rise bread. Next, oh, look, easily distracted by bright and shiny objects, I bought every single Halloween decoration, because. Because they were $0.25 and I get a kick out of seeing little children and their parents (seriously, I’m good at this) wetting their pants. Cords. Chords. Cords that make chords. Every RCA configuration. Every STERO ¼” about 20’ long. $1. Okay. I’ll make music all day... OVER T H E R E….. What’s this? Nice bag. It has wheels. Looks like a pop up canopy, the kind you would have a booth at the Saturday Market with vegetables. But not for $25. “Uncle Don, can you mark this down?” $5. I’ll take it home and tell you if it is. You have four of them here after all. This could be a gold mine, or not. Home. Reading my new Pirate Book. Plugging in my new lamp. Fitting my Friz-BEES into my new Creel (does anyone know what a Creel is?). Drinking a Ginger Beer (non-A). And, FRUK, the pop up canopy I wanted for the back end of my truck when it’s raining and I’m cooking for my friends turns out to be a Queen Sized Bed THAT YOU HAVE TO BUY A MATTRESS FOR AND BLOW UP and then it isn’t that comfortable after all. That’s why there are four at the rummage sale. I took the bed back to Uncle Don. Turned in my $5 and got a chair. Spent another $2 on a wicked lamp. Now, I’m home. The H2O heater I bought for a song will soon be a whiskey still. The Pirate Book will guide my ill will. The fishing Creel will hold my disc. And the motor cycle helmet… I don’t know what to do with it. (But it was free.) “Doris, How much is this chair?” Cheese.
Posted on: Sun, 01 Sep 2013 07:02:28 +0000
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