Thursday, July 28, 2005

:::.... I've become increasingly aggravated shopping at the local thrift stores. As a shopper, you expect to be presented with shelves crowded with useless, ugly things, but the mark up these people place on them. So clueless. Considering the sheer volume of things they receive weekly, or even daily, I can sympathize with just "eyeballing" the items as they see fit. But use some common sense people. Things you can purchase brand new are cheaper in some cases. Who do they think they're fooling anyway? I'm hoping that on the flipside, something valuable will pop up and I'll be there to snap it up and resale it.

In case you don't know, I've recently started selling on ebay. So most of my news will include this new hobby somehow. There are lots of different types of sellers on ebay, but I am most interested in two groups in particular. The... Buy-enormous-volumes-of-crap-and-sell-it-all-at-once-for-practically-nothing group, and the... Spend-so-much-time-designing-my-web-page-it's-a-miracle-I-have-anything-for-sale group. I don't really understand or respect, the first group. They have such small regard for the things they sell. They snap one cruddy little badly lit photo and write a single bland descriptive line with an entire essay outlining their terms of sale. Others go on forever about how "cute" and "adorable" and "rare" an item is and why-don't-you-just-keep-it?!

I'm finding that online auctions suit me pretty well, though. I love taking photos and writing copy. And on some level, marketing is involved. What price to start the bidding at....Which items to cross-promote... What items are selling or not selling. Then there's the decision of how many times to relist an item and how much to reduce the price. Not to mention combing yard sales and thrift stores looking for anything that could turn a profit. I make this sound like work, don't I?

Next Friday, Jenny and I will be attending our first auction. MY FIRST AUCTION! I can't wait to spend 25 bucks on some rusty horse shoes, broken dishes, and dirty old books. Wish me luck!

Monday, July 25, 2005

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I can't believe I let go of them long enough to take this. There were people crowded all over the board walk and I was totally paranoid they would become lost somehow. I'm fairly certain, despite how inhuman it appears to the rest of the world, I will be one of those parents who puts their children on leashes. Never mind how tangled they become, I'll be a lot more at ease knowing there is a kid attached to the other end.

Friday, July 15, 2005

:::.... Yesterday while searching the local resale/thrift shops I hit gold. As in GOLD. I realized right away after entering the little church resale shop that it wasn't my speed. Everything was clean and organized and priced accordingly. Kinda hard to make a profit. But being so proud of myself for even finding the place, I went ahead and browsed a bit. Sets of dishes that actually matched, antique-looking furniture,....a wedding dress. Nope. This is definitely not the place.

But wait -- What's that over there? Records! And they're not all shitty and scratched and by some obscure weird artist from Brazil. What's that I see?...Book of Love, Bronski Beat, The The, Eurythmics?!! Holy cow! My heart began to race. I looked around quickly to see who else was ready to pounce on all the beautiful vinyl. No one was in sight. I began pulling records left and right. Wheels on Fire 12" by Siouxsie and the Banshees, Kate Bush's Hounds of Love...I felt dizzy. I counted the cash in my wallet. I put back records, and pulled new ones. I counted and recounted. A man in his forties walked up and stood next to me. I started to sweat. My breathing was labored. "Get away from here! They're mine. All of them, do you hear?!" Somebody, somewhere is going to take me aside and tell I'm dreaming.

After calculating exactly how many albums I could buy with my eighteen dollars I walked slowly from the shelf...The records held firmly against my chest. Wait,....another box. I've done my damage. Nothing could top -- Oh. My. God. Louder Than Bombs by The Smiths. I sank to the floor and almost wept. I plopped two albums back in the box and snatched the double LP.

What a day!

Here is my list of goodies:

Book of Love - Self-titled
The Bolshoi - Friends
The the - Infected
Eurythmics - 1984, Original music from the score of the movie 1984
Kate Bush - Hounds of Love
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Wheel's on Fire 12"
Bronski Beat - Hit That Perfect Beat 12" (early ass dance classic)
Erasure - Circus
Judy Garland and the Mantovani orchestra - Merry Christmas (No, it's not Christmas, but I'm not waiting to buy this one.)

and last, but certainly not least...

The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs, double LP with everything from Hand in Glove, Heaven Knows I'm misrable now, Ask, Shoplifters of the World Unite, Rubber Ring, and so much more!

One or more of these titles may show up in the Garage Sale section of Monkey Do Collective. Oh,and speaking of which, there are spanking new items up for sale there, so go to the homepage now!

Saturday, July 09, 2005

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This moment brought to you by a very nice friend...and a yard sale.

Friday, July 08, 2005

:::.... If doing something makes you money, is it considered a job? 'Cause if it is, I have one.

Hey, did you know that Tom Cruise is nuts?

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

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You got somethin' to say about the color orange?

I thought so.

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