I sort of hate when comms I'm in get spotlighted.
thrifthorror is pretty awesome, but it just exploded with activity after being spotlighted. Heh. My flist is crazy with horrid thrifting items, which is cool, but OMG SO MUCH. It does really make me want to go thrifting again, though. I haven't in years, but I fucking loved it. I went into every thrift store I could find when I happened upon them a few years back. I've found some really cool/crazy/weird stuff that I love, like an old ornate candle holder that used to hang on the walls of a church that had closed, old toys from when I was little (talking Pee-wee Herman doll, glow worm...), old 60's/70's beaded box purses, see/hear/speak no evil monkeys... I love stuff like that.
I used to collect shot glasses, though they're all gone now but one. The one I kept was just so bizarre, and I'm actually considering getting an altered version of it as a tattoo around my ankle. Of course, I have NO money for that (lol or any idea of what it might cost), but maybe one day.
I just took pics so you all can see the crazy awesomeness:
( good luck )
I'd take the man throwing, his "yelling", and the boot out, but keep the rest. The thing makes no sense, really (as far as I can tell--anybody know if this has any meaning beyond 'wtf'?), but it means something to me in my own way.
Anyway, as long as I'm posting pics, here's another. Just before I went to bed last night, I found one of our dogs snuggling the cat. It was so adorable that I had to get a shot of it.
( go ahead and die of teh cute )
I used to collect shot glasses, though they're all gone now but one. The one I kept was just so bizarre, and I'm actually considering getting an altered version of it as a tattoo around my ankle. Of course, I have NO money for that (lol or any idea of what it might cost), but maybe one day.
I just took pics so you all can see the crazy awesomeness:
( good luck )
I'd take the man throwing, his "yelling", and the boot out, but keep the rest. The thing makes no sense, really (as far as I can tell--anybody know if this has any meaning beyond 'wtf'?), but it means something to me in my own way.
Anyway, as long as I'm posting pics, here's another. Just before I went to bed last night, I found one of our dogs snuggling the cat. It was so adorable that I had to get a shot of it.
( go ahead and die of teh cute )
Writer's Block: If Animals Could Talk
Mar. 1st, 2009 11:45 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
My cat has three legs and we adopted him that way. The people who brought him to the shelter swore he was born that way, but the vet, after feeling around, said that wasn't likely. He sat in the shelter for months because no one wanted a crippled, seven year old, obese, black cat, even though everyone who spent a little time with him admitted he was the sweetest cat in the world. I finally adopted him because it was no use denying I had fallen in love with him, and I couldn't bear to see him put down.
Anyway, that was a really long explanation just to say that I'd ask him what really happened to his leg.
My cat has three legs and we adopted him that way. The people who brought him to the shelter swore he was born that way, but the vet, after feeling around, said that wasn't likely. He sat in the shelter for months because no one wanted a crippled, seven year old, obese, black cat, even though everyone who spent a little time with him admitted he was the sweetest cat in the world. I finally adopted him because it was no use denying I had fallen in love with him, and I couldn't bear to see him put down.
Anyway, that was a really long explanation just to say that I'd ask him what really happened to his leg.