Thrift Store Wisdom

Quit a job, start a job, realize that being homeless is the closest one can get to the bohemian lifestyle in this modern age. Then among the mounds of crap at Value Village that just begs me to recite part of an 'Austin Stories' episode I find something amazing.

Tough to guess but it's a framed copy of the Consititution. It doesn't matter what I'm going to do with it right now because it's going to become part of some elaborate joke that may take years to reach the punchline but for the moment it's going to hang on my wall and allow me to play the patriot card. After all nothing stops an argument like asking, 'Why do you hate America?'

Unless the conversation is about America.

And the other person does in fact hate it.

I also found two lamps I plan on combining into one lamp. Then eventually taking that lamp apart, using the pieces and creating some kind of bizarre hybrid lamp that doesn't really serve much of a purpose but is kind of cool in it's own right. For the moment I'm going to have to settle on one kind of strange lamp.

Why is it the only good song about quitting a job is 'Take This Job and Shove It'? It's a good song and it works well in nearly all job leaving circumstances. Even if I can hardly think about that song without reliving one experience singining it, with a group of folks, after having a bit too much to drink. Still when leaving under fairly good terms from a job that wasn't the worst around it's tough to sing that. Think it sure because right now noone controls my mind, or so I think, but it doesn't exactly work.

And does it mean you're a cheap bastard or a good shopper when the cashier compliments your purchases for saving so much money?

Oh well as the song goes, 'It was a new day yesterday but it's an old day now.'

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