when jo's trailer park was turned into a super wall mart, i invited her to come stay in our guest house. but she refused the offer because she insists on livin'in that house on wheels and pulls it behind her buick everywhere she goes - even to the 7-11 to pick up cigs. so she ended up at some other relation's curb until we can widen our driveway so she - and her home - can come and go from the back yard. our neighbors would start complainin' if they saw it in the front. at the temporary locale the neighbors all have trailers parked in front AND the back of their houses so what's one more? and there's a super wall mart just around the corner plus a 7-11 right across the street. in fact, jo lets the 7-11 employees come sit in the green and white plastic lawn chairs on the porch during their lunch hour.
anyway, as long as we're finally livin' close to each other we'll be happy. we spend lots o' time going to garage sales since i can find extra special scannable trinkets and treasures. jo is a good travelin' companion if she's got a good thick coat of aquanet on her beehive. we can then leave a window rolled down to suck out her non-stop smoke but all her hairs stay in place. we have to travel far to find desirable doo dads for digitizing - where i live people don't drag their belongins' out into the yard hopin' strangers will stop by and buy them. in fact such a thing is frowned upon.
some of the places we find ourselves in are pretty dangerous. the picture attached was taken by one of the off duty policemen that we often see at the garage sale locations just in case there's gunfire or a fight breaks out. he lost his wife at a garage sale long ago and has dedicated his life to trying to keep others from the same horrible fate. thank goodness for people like him - it makes it slightly less dangerous to attend these things and there's a better chance we'll make it home in one piece, with my doo dad discoveries down deep in my prada bag.
see those mean looking women standing around me? those are the other digital designers i had to fight recently to get the items i used to create my latest collection, nanette. as you can see, we all dress sort of raggedy so that we might get the garage sale giver to feel sorry for us and give us first dibs of the best pick'ns. it hasn't been effective lately though so i might as well go back to wearing my good dry cleaning to these things and send that old dress back to my sister queeny.
this group of designers were the meanest i've seen yet and it is truly a miracle i got out alive with my findings paid for. it wasn't until i got home that i realized the one i fought with for nanette's cosmetics had actually taken a bite right out of the lipstick! don't worry, i was able to fix it for the collection - but can you imagine! i'm sure she was aiming for my fingers which were clutched around the tube. she would have been thrilled to end my addiction for making doo dads! she is one of those who can't think of an original idea if her life depends on it and counts on other designers hard work to use for makin' her own. she needs to think long and hard before attempting to bite off the digits used to make the digital doo dads she does her damndest to duplicate. whatever the case, i better keep my digits down in my gucci coat pockets at future garage sales!
until next time...hopefully with the first ever mo product review!
