Tuesday, July 19, 2016

The Real Housewife of Turntable Valley

Hard to believe that I haven't done a post about the Twilight Rummage Sale in so long.  I took a couple months off to spend time with family, but I came back in June to be both salesperson and DJ again.  Like before, I shared the duty with Estaban, the same DJ/seller that worked with me previously.  It went really well and Jake, who months ago helped me figure out all the equipment I needed to get started on this wild lifestyle, told us that we'll probably be part of the ongoing core group that play music at the sales in the future.

I DJ'd again for the Sweet 16 party that was hosted at the I.P.R.C. as the Portland Zine Symposium's opening event.  Usually I just bring my mixer, a few connectors, a turntable and an iPod.  This time I had to set up a PA and speakers too!  The speakers were taller than I am!  I was really surprised that no one told me to turn things down.  I even had my own private dancer!!  A woman started gyrating in a crazie fashion to Strafe and kept it up for a good 20 minutes.
I love it when people want to know what I'm playing and what they especially like.  A lot of folks mentioned this cover of Love Will Tear Us Apart.
Now I have to look up pictures of Robert Smith.  I make myself sick.

Last Saturday was plain old Twilight Rummage Sale with just me at a table with a zillion DVDs and old magazines.  I do have other things I need to bring, so that will entail me sorting through the basement some more. 

Monday, July 4, 2016

Summer Reading

Months ago, I started to pull way back from social media, especially Facebook, and I've been looking for new lunchtime reading at work.  A title like Unfuck Your Habitat sounds like hate reading substance, but it's pure sunshine and bluebirds, and that's a fact. 

I like that a lot of the folks who post their before-and-afters in UfYH mention that their struggles with anxiety and depression.  I'm actually doing a whole lot better in the last two or three months, especially since my sleep problems have been managed.  It's not perfect but I feel a real difference!  I'd forgotten what it felt like to sleep six to eight hours in a row!!

I've talked about that blog before but I've come back to it for inspiration, in addition to slobbering over photospreads of dollhouses and miniature furniture.  Like this one.  I'm kind of glad I don't know anyone who's as  obsessed as I am, because I'll be honest, I don't want competition in that department.  I'm not really like that with anything else!

As for books, I'm working on The Strange Life of P.D. Ouspensky by Colin Wilson.  It's very good, but I think it's intended for those who are already familiar with Ouspensky's writing, and I'm not as yet.  I read another book Colin Wilson wrote, Super Consciousness, which I liked.  His bio of Ouspensky references a lot of things he's written about before, and also the writing of William James, so it's not unfamiliar subject matter to me. 

Triple F Fantastic

When it's sunny, especially when it's summer, that's when other people start turning out their closets and basements and garages.  It's time for another free stuff from the sidewalk report!

My hauls this year have been getting better each time.  A few weeks ago my neighbors had a garage sale and put everything that didn't sell on the curb.  I got a cute sugar bowl with a bear on top and an electric teapot. 

Last week another neighbor placed a lot of containers of environmentally safer cleaning supplies under a tree in front of her place.  I grabbed a paper bag from the pile and threw almost everything in it.  When taking this picture last night, I found the bonus animal teeth in the baggie at the bottom of the sack!

I got two shower curtains from the same person's pile.  They were both very nice but I decided they were not good styles for my bathroom.  I'll give those away in the next charity bag.  That's the nice thing about things you find: you can audition them and then turn them away with no hard feelings.  Shower curtains are expensive!  It was worth a try.

A few nights ago I found a curtain made of rattan rings on a bamboo rod.  I brought it to Andrice's house as a gift, thinking she could use it for her Tiki TV room, and I forgot to check in and see if she decided to keep it.  One way or the other, I can use it to do an impression of Paul Reubens in Blow:

What else has summer brought to me?  A box full of lightbulbs, different wattages, the energy efficient variety.  Stationery with a Primavera motif.  Two perfect prairie skirts that were just a bit too teensy for me.  

I set up the shelves that I found on New Year's Day and them it my new gardening supply area in the basement.  Now my tools, seeds, and containers all have their own island.  Thanks neighbors!    

A Dirty Rotten Mess

Just a few weeks ago my back yard and front porch looked a fright.  I was shamed into putting work into it after I saw my neighbor pouring grass seed onto the bald spots in my lawn.  He lives in the other half of my duplex and has his own side of the yard, but mine was the more decrepit share of our property for a time. 

In the last couple weeks I treated myself to some lavender plants, daisies, coreopsis, and seeds for violas and poppies.  I also got a tiny succulent plant for my vintage planter.

I had a lot of dead plants in old flowerpots littering my back steps and I composted them, and cleaned up the pots.  I even had a couple dried up things sitting on my kitchen table, but no more. Few things bring down a room like a dead plant.

My garden box is being weeded out so it's not ready for show.  This yard is going to keep me busy as long as I have it. 

Now my porch and back garden look like healthier works in progress and not like Miss Havisham's nursery.  It's not the greatest looking but it's a real improvement.  Though a few days ago I was turning the compost and a rat zoomed out of the weeds next to the bin and into the neighbor's yard.  Should I be worried?