Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Guster - Two Points for Honesty - Live @ Easy Street Records
This is why I love this band. They sound *this* good live.
Monday, November 29, 2010
The Right Choice?
Estate sale-ing is kind of my new thing. I'm really into it. About once a week I manage to hit up some kind of sale. They are great places to find awesome fabric, great craft supplies, and neat things for wedding decor.
That being said - I was at an estate sale on Saturday. I entered said estate sale through the garage and as I was perusing the tables to nick-nacks - I found a ten dollar bill just laying there as big as you please. First: I looked around to see if anyone was around that may have left it there, but no one was. Second: I debated between picking it up and leaving it there. Third: I stuck the bill in my coat pocket.
I then made my way inside and dabble in all of the kitsch and keepsakes to my hearts content. I found some great deals on some awesome vases, a good lot of quality ric-rak and trim, and a polymer clay. On my check out - I paid the woman at the table and then presented her with the inexplicable ten dollar bill.
She looked dumbfounded.
Upon my explanation - she still looked dumbfounded.
It took several minutes to get her to understand that I did not want anything in return or wasn't trying to pull anything over on her. I just did not feel right keeping money that wasn't mine. I knew that if I had left the ten dollars there I would have wanted someone to turn it in. Apparently - this was not the reaction I was supposed to have.
She took the ten dollars after a lengthy discussion of wheres and whys and whos.
My question to you all, reading audience, is would you have kept the bill or turned it in? Sometimes moments like that make me rethink my noble gestures.
That being said - I was at an estate sale on Saturday. I entered said estate sale through the garage and as I was perusing the tables to nick-nacks - I found a ten dollar bill just laying there as big as you please. First: I looked around to see if anyone was around that may have left it there, but no one was. Second: I debated between picking it up and leaving it there. Third: I stuck the bill in my coat pocket.
I then made my way inside and dabble in all of the kitsch and keepsakes to my hearts content. I found some great deals on some awesome vases, a good lot of quality ric-rak and trim, and a polymer clay. On my check out - I paid the woman at the table and then presented her with the inexplicable ten dollar bill.
She looked dumbfounded.
Upon my explanation - she still looked dumbfounded.
It took several minutes to get her to understand that I did not want anything in return or wasn't trying to pull anything over on her. I just did not feel right keeping money that wasn't mine. I knew that if I had left the ten dollars there I would have wanted someone to turn it in. Apparently - this was not the reaction I was supposed to have.
She took the ten dollars after a lengthy discussion of wheres and whys and whos.
My question to you all, reading audience, is would you have kept the bill or turned it in? Sometimes moments like that make me rethink my noble gestures.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Senior Moment
I just had a moment where I could not remember the password to get into the thing. I remember so clearly when I couldn't believe how my parents kept getting their passwords and login names confused. I had as many as they did and I managed all of them just fine! Now, however, I just can't keep them all straight. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that now I have all of the responsibilities of adulthood on my shoulders on top of the password/login combos. Whatever it is - I am going to have to start writing them down or something. This is getting ridiculous.
Today would have been my grandpa's 86th birthday. That is nuts. It is even more nuts to think that he has been gone for ten years now. How is that possible?
Bluebell is ready for Thanksgiving! She says: "meow meow turkey in my bowl please meow?".
Come to think of it - I am ready for T-day, too. Bring on the thanks and the pumpkin pie!
Today would have been my grandpa's 86th birthday. That is nuts. It is even more nuts to think that he has been gone for ten years now. How is that possible?
Bluebell is ready for Thanksgiving! She says: "meow meow turkey in my bowl please meow?".
Come to think of it - I am ready for T-day, too. Bring on the thanks and the pumpkin pie!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
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