Post 506: Haven’t I seen you somewhere before?

 

SELLING 30 YEAR ACCUM. OF EXPENSIVE COLLECTIBLE DECORATOR ART ITEMS
I am downsizing from a 4300 sq. ft. home to 1100 sq. ft. condo so I have to sell all of my Collectors Dream Art Items:

SERGIO BUSTAMANTE Animal Collection (All 3 Real Life Size: Ostrich, Walrus, and Brass Parrot-Cost of Parrot new is: $5775), Prices vary. See Photos.

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Post 414: Get Back and Stay Back Machine

NinjaChow and I were discussing things that make us think of a by-gone era. Like powdered wigs make us think of the American Revolution (or as she knows it, the Invasion of Quebec by those Upstart Colonists whom We put in their Place, eh?) and Beatles wigs makes us think of the 60s. Boy Bands make us think of We Don’t Want to Go There as they are still happening. Continue reading

Post 333: Devil in Disguise

The number of the post inspired me to search my local Craigslist for Devil. Most of the hits were for vacuum cleaners and trailers. But of course there was one priceless ad which is presented here for your consideration.

HEAVENLY DEVIL COSTUME BY DISGUISE – $15

HEAVENLY DEVIL COSTUME BY DISGUISE. size 9/10 great condition $15.00 Call Jeff

I think Jeff probably looked stunning in that get-up. But then puberty hit or his operation was approved, and he doesn’t need the costume any longer. Way to go, Jeff!

Post 271: It’s a Gas

We have slipped from Summer to Autumn, wending our way to that special holiday where we all get to dress up as someone or something we want to be. That’s right Thanksgiving is right around the calendar, and we get to pretend we like our family, we don’t want another slice of pie, and that booze is not an important part of a balanced meal. Continue reading

Post 76: Couched in Our Indifference

Couches, like just about everything in life, come into style and then go out again. Sometimes they hang around even though no one wants them anymore. After a decade of kids peeing on the couch and animals scratching on it, it sort of becomes one of the family. Like Uncle Marv who has no where else to go. And he’s always trying to bum cigarettes off you. Continue reading