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Art fair thoughts and stuff.
Aug. 4th, 2005 10:43 pmYesterday when I was going bananas trying to shove a half year of crafting into four hours, I needed to put a DVD in to watch while making spaghetti and putting together some things. So I was thinking, do I watch Hunchback (Disney version) a la ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cruisedirector, or finish Robin Hood PoT a la aerynstales, or do I watch X2, a la pandora_nervosa?
Pandora won. And boy, Wolverine was even sexier than I remembered. Wolverine is quite the yum.
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Craft Show Thoughts
Overheard: "You know, the nice thing about me is I didn't have the boom-boom-boom."
Overheard: "This [x] would be great as [y]." Think "This knife would be great as...a fork." It was such a stupid comment that I kind of just did my idiot nod and kept smiling.
Overheard 24968762593268 times: "Do you make all this yourself?" Nope, I leave milk out for the fairies and everything is just there when I wake up.
Overheard 29486529849328986 times: "Well, that's different." I cannot explain to you fully my abhorrence of that particular phrase. I'll try though. It means nothing. Seriously. Different from what? Almost everything is different from everything else. The word you want is unique or unusual.
There is nothing here for your spawn. Seriously. This is all for adults. I'm not kidding. Stop touching that. Stop picking things up. Stop freaking out and saying very loudly "This costs twenty bucks?!" Stop pulling on the tablecloth. Stop leaning on the tables. Stop bumping into the tables. Stop lingering at the tables while possible customers are trying to look at things and give up because you are in the way.
There is a Good Humor cart with small children shouting ice cream and ringing a bell. Continuously. Without stopping. All day long. This is where Constantine should have gone with the cat and the water, not the fiery parking lot (hee! Thanks for that image June.) I filled a big pot full of water yesterday for spaghetti noodles and thought, gee, all I need is a cat and bingo...Hell! But I don't have a cat. Then I got to the show and the bell-ringing started. Apparently the cat was optional.
Overheard: "Oh, I can't. I've ordered some things online." [puts item back] IT'S ONE DOLLAR. I really think you can afford it, honestly. But thanks for opening the bag and fondling the items without purchasing it anyway. Made my day. Oh, and have I mentioned, IT'S ONLY A DOLLAR?! What the hell did you buy online? Bolivia?
I sold the last of the hideous items! I made five of them two years ago and realized how awful they were immediately. They have always been in the half-off tray. Today the last of them left my life. No hideous pieces and no cursed piece...Whatever shall I do?
Elderly women: If you need a cane, or a walker, you should speak to your physician. Sometimes said items are even covered by Medicare. Don't use my tables instead. Yes, I see you going from booth to booth, leaning heavily on each table as you inspect merchandise. Stop it. Some crafters use camp tables and folding tables that cannot support your weight. Get a cane. I know, it's a radical concept, but everyone will be happier in the long run.
cruisedirector, or finish Robin Hood PoT a la aerynstales, or do I watch X2, a la pandora_nervosa?Pandora won. And boy, Wolverine was even sexier than I remembered. Wolverine is quite the yum.
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Also, for the meme record, I read everything on my flist. Everything. If I find myself skipping the entries of a specific person, I usually give it a week or two, and if I'm still skipping, then I defriend. If you're on my flist, I'm reading your entries. No filters are involved or harmed in the making of this LJ.
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Craft Show Thoughts
Overheard: "You know, the nice thing about me is I didn't have the boom-boom-boom."
Overheard: "This [x] would be great as [y]." Think "This knife would be great as...a fork." It was such a stupid comment that I kind of just did my idiot nod and kept smiling.
Overheard 24968762593268 times: "Do you make all this yourself?" Nope, I leave milk out for the fairies and everything is just there when I wake up.
Overheard 29486529849328986 times: "Well, that's different." I cannot explain to you fully my abhorrence of that particular phrase. I'll try though. It means nothing. Seriously. Different from what? Almost everything is different from everything else. The word you want is unique or unusual.
There is nothing here for your spawn. Seriously. This is all for adults. I'm not kidding. Stop touching that. Stop picking things up. Stop freaking out and saying very loudly "This costs twenty bucks?!" Stop pulling on the tablecloth. Stop leaning on the tables. Stop bumping into the tables. Stop lingering at the tables while possible customers are trying to look at things and give up because you are in the way.
There is a Good Humor cart with small children shouting ice cream and ringing a bell. Continuously. Without stopping. All day long. This is where Constantine should have gone with the cat and the water, not the fiery parking lot (hee! Thanks for that image June.) I filled a big pot full of water yesterday for spaghetti noodles and thought, gee, all I need is a cat and bingo...Hell! But I don't have a cat. Then I got to the show and the bell-ringing started. Apparently the cat was optional.
Overheard: "Oh, I can't. I've ordered some things online." [puts item back] IT'S ONE DOLLAR. I really think you can afford it, honestly. But thanks for opening the bag and fondling the items without purchasing it anyway. Made my day. Oh, and have I mentioned, IT'S ONLY A DOLLAR?! What the hell did you buy online? Bolivia?
I sold the last of the hideous items! I made five of them two years ago and realized how awful they were immediately. They have always been in the half-off tray. Today the last of them left my life. No hideous pieces and no cursed piece...Whatever shall I do?
Elderly women: If you need a cane, or a walker, you should speak to your physician. Sometimes said items are even covered by Medicare. Don't use my tables instead. Yes, I see you going from booth to booth, leaning heavily on each table as you inspect merchandise. Stop it. Some crafters use camp tables and folding tables that cannot support your weight. Get a cane. I know, it's a radical concept, but everyone will be happier in the long run.