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a full time artist, stepmother, radio personality, and mom to an energetic Chug dog, tries to get through the days without committing a felonious act. My life is a rickety Zen circus.

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Friday, October 19, 2007

Significant Elements


what an exciting day in store!! Significant Elements (google em) is having Free Friday!! a day in which they round up a huge bunch-o-Stuff from their magnificent 3-story warehouse and plop it into the parking lot....and it's yours for the hauling! i emailed the head guy there (thank you for the intro Kathy! okay DC likes you as much) for a hint as to what may be in the Pile today. his reply included items thoughtfully numbered 1-20...with the first 10 being "doors". i needed to know ahead of time because Ithaca is about an hour and 20 from here, but 3 hours back home. there is no easy way to backtrack the 1-way & construction-site streets from the warehouse to the hiway. at least not for me. and i usually end up in an area where i am the only english-speaking person so asking for directions is pointless. add to that the tentative nature of my driving abilities with my NEW glasses, and you got a high frustration level just banging on the door. but there IS a sink scheduled for the Pile. and a chandelier. and i'm hoping to weedle a few of these incredible chairs outta them. we'll see. no pun intended. this place is just mecca...plain and simple. diva dog heard Something around 4am and began barking furiously. she wasn't sure just WHAT it was, but it was coming to do Great Harm to her humans. or maybe she DREAMED that Something was coming to do Great Harm. but you can't be too careful. so the alarm went out. soon, Coco and Ollie picked up the message and THEY started in next door, which alerted Sasha across the street who woke up Ginger (the mini pin) and Chauncey up 1 house, and of course Smokey- the -dog -who- got- hit- by -the- neighbor's- truck -and -survived got into the mix waking up his family, including 4 month old Julianna the fairydoll baby and little matt who's 3. soon, everyone on the street could be heard griping at their dogs to Shut Up...except my husband who slept through it all. amazing. he can hear me trying to steal his credit card - er borrow- from his wallet at 6am and 1 floor down, but this wild cacaphony of alert doesn't phase him. i feel safe. well...the hands are sore and twitchy today...time for some heat and massage. will try to bring back pics of the Pile. if i make it back. does St Anthony do directions, or just help you find your keys to go get lost? Linda

1 comment:

Ricë said...

photos! photos! we want photos!