One of my favorite movies of all time is Airplane! - which was a spoof done in the 80s on all those Airplane crash movies of the 70s. My favorite lines of the movie are delivered by the “Gay” character who is supposed to be “manning the booth” as in, the air traffic control booth.
At one point, when the Captain hands him a weather briefing and says “Johnny, what can you make out of this,” my favorite gay says “This? Why, I can make a hat or a brooch or a pterodactyl…”
Later, all the controllers are looking at horrible newspaper headlines and reading out loud “Passengers certain to die!” and “Airline negligent.” Then they pass it to Johnny who reads “There’s a sale at Penny’s!”
So, now for the big segue…
We had a tag sale today! Of course, even though we posted that the sale began at 8:30 am, people were there digging through our half-moved, undisplayed bags and boxes of goods by 8:10 sharp: all vulture, and rude, I might add. I’m sweating and carrying heavy shit down from the second floor, and say to them, “uh, we’re not ready until 8:30,” and this one woman acts all surprised like “oh….I didn’t know.” Like you didn’t fucking know you lying sack of thievery – you JUST read the AD!
One lady even dared to say to me “Tag sale? What’s a tag sale? You must be from LA, or the East Coast.” Yeah jerk, I am from the East Coast. You know the place: the one where we actually respect START TIMES of TAG SALES. (Just FYI: SF Bay Area-ers call them Yard Sales. Bitch, I ain’t got no yard.)
Anyway, we moved a lot of stuff out of the house (phew. I really feel like I can breathe more in here now), and made about $150 bucks, so generally, it was successful. We still had a bunch of stuff left over though, so we dropped it at Salvation Army – because there was no way I was re-introducing it into our apartment…though L did reclaim some of it to take to other places to try to sell (bookstores/clothes stores, etc.) much to my disapproval!
Then we went to hear L read some poetry!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then ate at Taqueria Cancun (our fave, in Berkeley), then saw BABY MAMA – and I don’t care what you say about how bad this movie is, I was highly entertained and am just pleased as punch to see Fey and Poehler up there. They rock. More please. PS: Steve Martin and Sigourney Weaver are HI-LA-rious.
Here are some pics of the sale…we couldn’t move the statue of Our Lady holding the baby Jesus, so ’twas donated….because you KNOW you can’t throw shit like that away or you will be cursed forever!
And here’s one more of me from the getaway with Sheri…I wish I was there again.
April 28, 2008 at 7:22 am |
totally laughing at the airplane quotes and the tag sale comment. and yes, we get the frickin’ early bird diggers every time. it makes it all the more stressful.
i really hate these new “possibly related posts” things that wordpress has done to us. why god?
i wish we was back there too.
April 28, 2008 at 2:23 pm |
We call them yard sales down here in the south, too. And it never fails that bitches are gonna show up early and start trying to bogart the good shit. You have to beat them back…unless they offer three times the marked price.
April 29, 2008 at 5:58 am |
We call them garage sales in Oz. I had a woman turn up at 6AM once. I was still in bed and didn’t get up but she banged on the front door for half an hour so we let her in and then she had the hide to not buy anything. The cow.