Garage sale city...
Jul. 10th, 2010 11:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpConventional wisdom says that intermediate weekends between those following the 1st and the 15th of the month aren't very propitious for holding a garage sale, the argument being that folks are a bit more flush and more in a buying mood right after payday and not so much the following week.
That may be true, but it still didn't stop a load of people from putting up a sign and trying to sell various items all over this end of town.
I was out driving around because we had a guy come spray around the house (ants) and although the cats seem intelligent - or afraid - enough to make themselves scarce on their own, I didn't want Shiloh anywhere nearby (she'd try to bite anything that comes out of a hose).
I gave up stopping to look at what was being offered because the first two places I stopped at featured overpriced junk that constituted a wholesale waste of perfectly good price stickers. It's the kind of stuff that, if it doesn't directly go into the trash at the end of the sale, testifies to some serious mental malfunction on the part of the owner (and you're hearing that from someone often described as a packrat). Then again, à chacun son goût, as they say.
One item that was visible from the road was a crate that was just the ideal size for Shiloh, and I was pleasantly surprised to hear the seller wanted $25 for it (items like this run about $150 new), so I bought it, brought it home, cleaned it, and did several repetitions with Shiloh with the top portion and gate removed, in an attempt to get her comfortable with the device. Back when Shiloh was a puppy, she did not take very well at all to "crate training."
* * * It was a good day for watching television, and it was a lousy day. Like most other days, there really wasn't much on that's worth watching. I caught a brief portion of Remember the Titans in the late afternoon, and was fortunate enough to catch the moment when the Titans were at a critical point in a game against opponents who were outplaying them and Coach Yoast (played by Will Patton) says: " I don't want them to gain another yard! You blitz... all... night! If they cross the line of scrimmage, I'm gonna take every last one of you out! You make sure they remember, forever, the night they played the Titans!" Each time I see this film, I am more firmly convinced it is among the best films I've seen.
I managed to watch the whole of another Denzel Washington film later, completely by accident. That was The Taking of Pelham 123. For whatever reason - maybe the movie really was a nail-biter, or maybe I was just too lazy to do anything else - I watched it to the end, despite some factual goofs and an unsatisfactory resolution to a plot point.
* * * Half the French job went out today. Half of the remaining half remains to be translated. I may or may not finish it tomorrow.
Now, that's a nail-biter!
Cheers...
That may be true, but it still didn't stop a load of people from putting up a sign and trying to sell various items all over this end of town.
I was out driving around because we had a guy come spray around the house (ants) and although the cats seem intelligent - or afraid - enough to make themselves scarce on their own, I didn't want Shiloh anywhere nearby (she'd try to bite anything that comes out of a hose).
I gave up stopping to look at what was being offered because the first two places I stopped at featured overpriced junk that constituted a wholesale waste of perfectly good price stickers. It's the kind of stuff that, if it doesn't directly go into the trash at the end of the sale, testifies to some serious mental malfunction on the part of the owner (and you're hearing that from someone often described as a packrat). Then again, à chacun son goût, as they say.
One item that was visible from the road was a crate that was just the ideal size for Shiloh, and I was pleasantly surprised to hear the seller wanted $25 for it (items like this run about $150 new), so I bought it, brought it home, cleaned it, and did several repetitions with Shiloh with the top portion and gate removed, in an attempt to get her comfortable with the device. Back when Shiloh was a puppy, she did not take very well at all to "crate training."
I managed to watch the whole of another Denzel Washington film later, completely by accident. That was The Taking of Pelham 123. For whatever reason - maybe the movie really was a nail-biter, or maybe I was just too lazy to do anything else - I watched it to the end, despite some factual goofs and an unsatisfactory resolution to a plot point.
Now, that's a nail-biter!
Cheers...
