New Furniture for a Jackson

When heading back from an afternoon of climbing @ the ‘milks, Gabe spotted a sign for a yard sale on US-168.  We veered off to check it out, since I’d been complaining about the lack of furniture in my place.

We found ourselves at a little stucco house sitting right next to a huge Edison Power relay station.  With all that scary talk about terrorists attacking our power stations, or copper-bandits stripping valuable metals and getting themselves electrocuted, I was bemused to note that the gate to the relay station was wide open.

While checking out this lovely little table sidepiece, a small lady came out of the house and we quickly established some rules.

We couldn’t understand what she was saying, and she would be limited to just flashing dollar amounts for whatever we pointed at.

I point to the table sidepiece and she flashes five fingers.  I point to another shelf/dresser combo and she flashes three fives.

Rummaging around, I find this cute little day-glo orange pyrex serving bowl that clearly dates to the days of my birth.  I offer the lady $20 for the two pieces of furniture and the serving bowl.  I probably could have negoitated her down but I was feeling generous.   While loading the truck, she throws in another shelf and tries to get us to take a bed mattress and an office chair.  I decline politely, and we jump in the truck to head back to my place.

Now the hard part — figuring out where to put the new stuff.

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One Response to “New Furniture for a Jackson”

  1. Sonny on March 16th, 2008 11:54 am

    Hmm…blogging about a wide open relay station. Thats quite dangerous. I got a feeling that the FBI will be starting an investigation on you pretty soon. ;-)

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