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July 18, 2008
Score! plus Funny.
First, the score:
I got my hair colored this morning. My stylist now uses an herbal color, and it's just not as bright or rich as the Redken stuff. It's kind of dull looking. I'm not sure what the problem is, if it's the color or my hair which has been colored every five to seven weeks for the last five or six years. (Don't get all judgy with me. It's my hair, I know what I'm doing.)
Anyway, since I walked there, I decided to wander around downtown and eventually fetched up at the Salvation Army, which has opened a little store right next to the plasma center. They frequently have good deals in there, and it has a much more pleasant vibe than the Goodwill, which is now on the edge of town and requires driving. I cannot stand being in that store, it just feels nasty, plus everything is overpriced and now they want me to drive there? I just don't get their marketing plan.
But back to the score. I believe I mentioned a couple of weeks ago how annoying it is for me to not have anyplace to hunt for vintage postcards/images, etc. because the "antique malls" here have stalls that charge you a dollar a postcard. I have to wonder whether they ever actually sell any. But as I wandered along the back wall of the Salvation Army store this morning, a picture caught my eye, of a flowering saguaro cactus. It's a lovely shot. And it's on a postcard. A ten cent postcard.
My interest truly piqued now, I grabbed the card & poked around on the shelf and came across four hotel luggage stickers. I'm assuming that they are reproductions and not authentic, but I got them for ten cents apiece as well, and they're really cool looking. Plus, I noticed that one very similar (as in labeled "authentic" but identical to one of the four I just picked up) just sold on ebay for $2.24, so I'd call ten cents each a bargain.
I kept rummaging and came across a set of Death Valley postcards for 50 cents and a box of notecards (box, damaged, cards okay, but obviously the remainder of a set, with a set of other notecards & envelopes at the bottom) for 50 cents. That box of cards has black and white etchings of four street scenes from New Orleans. And there are two to three each of those cards, plus seven or eight of the other design which is Victorian and very pretty, so I think it was a fair price to pay.
So. All-in-all, I paid $1.59 for a whole bunch of cool new images that I can play with. Yes, they're all modern-ish (except for the N.O. notecards), but I don't particularly care. They're great images and they weren't $1-2 each. Which is just dumb. Do people really pay that much for vintage postcards? I mean, really?
And now for the Funny:
Walking home this morning. Phone rings.
Sally: Hello?
Dave: Hi. Is my tripod in your car?
Sally: I don't know. I don't think so, but you can check. It's in the driveway.
Dave: The car's at home? Dammit.
Sally: Yes. I walked.
Dave: Well, I think the tripod is in my office, but it may be in the car. I can't find it anywhere in the house.
Sally: Oh. Did- What- Or- Um- Really?
Dave: Very nice.
Sally: I can check when I get home. I'm in the park now. So I'll be--
Dave: I'm in the park too.
Sally: (straining to look) No you're not. (as Dave comes up the hill and around the corner) Oh. Yes. you are. (waves)
Dave: Um. Yeah.
Sally: Well. I'll see you in a minute then. (hangs up)
Okay. So maybe it was only funny to me, but sometimes I am amazed, also amused, at the silliness and mundanity afforded by modern communication technology.
**Updated (12:11pm). I just checked the Death Valley postcards to see how many there were of the 12 advertised on the box. there were 11. PLUS a postcard from the Bisbee Queen Mine and a set of six Tombstone postcards from a set, still attached to each other. I got 18 postcards out of a discounted 12-pack. Score indeed.
Posted by sally at July 18, 2008 11:25 AM
Comments
That is funny. The other night I talked Anna into Sam's building, up the elevator and only stopped talking when she walked into his apartment. She failed to tell me she had in fact been passed through by the doorman.
Posted by: HeatherK at July 18, 2008 01:22 PM
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