Monday, April 21, 2008

STILL HERE, STILL WEIRD


What I love about the thrifting life is that no matter how long an absence one has, the thrift stores still stay weird.

I promise that this blog is not in receivership yet. So let me just post a few wordless weird ones from time to time before I get me groove back. As Johnny used to say More to come.






12 comments:

Anonymous said...

YEAH! I hadn't given up on you.

I just tagged you here, http://paperdollsforboys.wordpress.com/2008/04/22/tag/

Check it out, if you dare!

baikinange said...

Hey, go buy that Dry Cleaning album for me and I'll send you 2 bucks AND postage, you'll double your money. Whaddya say??

eniksleestack said...

I'll be in that thrift store next Friday. If it's still there, it's yours. If it's not, well that's the thrifting life.

Anonymous said...

lol...awesome,thanks gr8 post



BLOGGERSMOSAIC

Anonymous said...

I'm happy to know you're still there and, it goes without say, still weird. Keep working, but keep writing, too.

Fashion Serial Killer said...

HA! My grandparents had (mom has it now) that lil ol bartender man thingy. ;o)

The Fiji Mermaid said...

"Secret Keys"... that is slightly frightening.

Anonymous said...

once again you cracked me up..love your site..keep it up!

Katie said...

Um, is it just me or is that George Dubya on the cover of that record???

eniksleestack said...

@K

I think it's Johnny Carson, but he actually might just be a shapeshifter -- that way it's whoever you want it to be. Kinda looks like Soupy Sales at the moment.

Anonymous said...

Hey, my friends went cross-country with their kids in that van.

Cami said...

Dear Lord... I owned those dolls in the plastic thingies. Gifts from my craphead stepdad from way back in the 70's when he was in the Air Force and stationed @ Torrejon and sent back dolls just like that. From England. And even uglier ones from Turkey and Spain. I sold them @ a garage sale when I first got married in '92. And sure enough craphead stepdad and my Mom come to visit and we head to the local flea market to kill some time and lo' and behold: MY ENTIRE DOLL COLLECTION ON DISPLAY. It was a classic moment!