A Visit To the Local Thrift Store.
Everything great about the thrift store experience is encapsulated in this photo for me. A piano, a basket of fake roses, a cheapass-looking lamp, and a horse. That about says it all, I think.
I dug this lamp. The shade depicts various Revolutionary War scenes in faux-naive artistic style. If there had been a place in my house for this beaty, you bet I would have walked out with it.
I thought this purse in the front had an interesting shape, so I examined it, and found it to be full of products of a feminine hygiene nature. WTF? Did the owner just forget to empty it out, or were the goodies just included as a bonus to the lucky buyer? In any case, I was rather disturbed by the whole experience.
How about an 80s-era portrait of Tom Cruise, perhaps from the well-forgotten "Legend" portion of his career. Back before we knew how nucking futs he is. Such a steal at $8.50!
This was my favorite object...the picture is just so excellent in so many ways. The dude getting the award looks like he's just had the horrible realization that in a few short years, he will look like the other men in the picture.
I was so excited when I saw this. It's a Soundesign clock radio just like the kind I had in high school, and it's still the coolest clock radio I ever had. I practically ran to embrace it before realizing that virtually all of the dials are totally inoperable. WTF? I was heartbroken. I think I even said, "Son of a bitch!" out loud.
Oh look, a coffee mug depicting gaily decorated leaping turds! Who wouldn't want to drink out of this?
Here's a great item: "Moses Breaking the Tables of the Law". Yes, tables, not tablets. Note the excellent workmanship in the way the title plaque is affixed to the base of the sculpture. Also, that the golden calf seems to be a confused looking brown bear. Excellent stuff.
An entire wall of unsorted bric-a-brac, which is thrift store lingo for "unsellable crap." I wonder where this stuff ends up when it doesn't sell?
This wagon looks like it's happy to be out, enjoying the sunshine, rather than cooped up inside with all of the broken clocks, used clothing, and broken sofas.
There you have it. No, I didn't buy anything, tempting as a lot of it was. I was only there to add to hoard.
I dug this lamp. The shade depicts various Revolutionary War scenes in faux-naive artistic style. If there had been a place in my house for this beaty, you bet I would have walked out with it.
I thought this purse in the front had an interesting shape, so I examined it, and found it to be full of products of a feminine hygiene nature. WTF? Did the owner just forget to empty it out, or were the goodies just included as a bonus to the lucky buyer? In any case, I was rather disturbed by the whole experience.
How about an 80s-era portrait of Tom Cruise, perhaps from the well-forgotten "Legend" portion of his career. Back before we knew how nucking futs he is. Such a steal at $8.50!
This was my favorite object...the picture is just so excellent in so many ways. The dude getting the award looks like he's just had the horrible realization that in a few short years, he will look like the other men in the picture.
I was so excited when I saw this. It's a Soundesign clock radio just like the kind I had in high school, and it's still the coolest clock radio I ever had. I practically ran to embrace it before realizing that virtually all of the dials are totally inoperable. WTF? I was heartbroken. I think I even said, "Son of a bitch!" out loud.
Oh look, a coffee mug depicting gaily decorated leaping turds! Who wouldn't want to drink out of this?
Here's a great item: "Moses Breaking the Tables of the Law". Yes, tables, not tablets. Note the excellent workmanship in the way the title plaque is affixed to the base of the sculpture. Also, that the golden calf seems to be a confused looking brown bear. Excellent stuff.
An entire wall of unsorted bric-a-brac, which is thrift store lingo for "unsellable crap." I wonder where this stuff ends up when it doesn't sell?
This wagon looks like it's happy to be out, enjoying the sunshine, rather than cooped up inside with all of the broken clocks, used clothing, and broken sofas.
There you have it. No, I didn't buy anything, tempting as a lot of it was. I was only there to add to hoard.