I had an epic Goodwill spree last evening that resulted in three excellent (well, excellent to ME) scores:
1) Little Wooden Box. I collect little old wooden boxes to keep things in around my office, and needed another one to hold all my eCig paraphernalia. And I scored the cutest little old cedar wooden art box with brass fittings for $2.99. Usually, this kind of find would be the extent of my Goodwill fortune. But there was to be more. MUCH more.
2) Pretty Japanese Fan. Anyone who saw me at WFC (or even just saw pictures) saw my poor battered abused Japanese fan—the one with silver on one side and gold on the other, that I bought on Miyajima back in the early ’90s. Poor thing, I rode it hard and put it away wet and it just it barely survived the con, so I decided that I needed to shop around for a replacement. And just what do you think I found at Goodwill for $1.99? Another Japanese fan, gold on one side and silver on the other, almost exactly the same as my old one (with an even prettier design, actually), and in absolutely pristine condition, strong paper, strong thread, strong glue, the works. What are the odds, people? I ask you? WHAT ARE THE ODDS? But hold onto your hats, the ride’s about to get wild.
3) Doc Martens! The capper, the cherry on the parfait, the icing on the cupcake, was the Doc Martens you see in the photo above. The reason these are such an exceptional score (besides the obvious reasons being that they’re near-new and they retail for $110) is that it was like fate reached into my mind, pulled out exactly the shoe I’ve been wanting (that is, new dog-walking shoes, the kind you can get muddy and wet with impunity, and gee, wouldn’t Doc Martens be nice?) and plopped them onto the shelf at my local Thrift Store. In great shape, in my size. And … wait for it … FOR $7.99. That’s right, just eight American dollars. I felt almost sheepish asking the checkout lady what the color tag of the day was, because if they’d been half-price (they weren’t) I would have fallen over in a dead faint. I walked the dog in them this morning, and they were all I imagined they’d be. Warm, soft, and comfy.
I haven’t hit a Goodwill jackpot like this since I can’t remember when. All that awesomeness, for under twenty bucks. All those baby goats I sacrificed must have paid off. The Goodwill Gods are bloodthirsty, but they aren’t welchers!
Oh, and one last little bit of Friday the 13th good fortune? I was among the last to discover that one of my favorite bands, Firewater, released a new album (The Golden Hour) It is tres awesome, particular the first song, Borneo. Go give it a listen, and share in my good fortune!
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OMG hurray for the Goodwill gods. I officially fangirl your shoes!
My shoes will set up a website, twitter account and yahoo mail group on your behalf! ;-P
I once foolishly gave up a perfect pair of shin-high black Martens to Goodwill, because a foot “specialist” told me that I had developed a never-to-go-away foot problem. Well, the foot problem went away, but the boots were gone. I comforted myself for years with the certain knowledge that those boots made someone else hysterically joyful at the bargain. (I only hoped that it was someone like you and not a neo-nazi as every skinhead in town owned a pair just like them.)
Skinheads don’t shop at Goodwill, they think it’s all part of the vast Zionist conspiracy. So I’m sure your Docs went to a good home.
eCig?
As in cigarettes? Forgive me, I’m not up on all the latest eLingo … Are you an eSmoker?
I also wanted to say it’s always nice reading your stuff … But I miss the days when you was on LJ. It was easier to chittychat then.
(Nice clogs, by the way …)
Yes, I am currently an eSmoker. However, I don’t eSmoke eNicotine. I only eSmoke fake eJuice with eGlycerine, eVodka and eFlavoring.
eLOL!
eGads …
I love that empowering feel of a thrifty score. Enjoy!
I love the recipe for Pad Thai Potstickers on your website. Boy, that looks yummy. I’ll have to give it a try.
“I rode it hard and put it away wet”
Oh come on, really? You know what this means, right?
Well, I always thought that phrase referred to the misuse of a riding horse. But is there a less savory interpretation that I don’t know about? Oh dear!
I also have a pretty Japanese fan, and both she and her upstairs neighbor, a cute Mormon girl, also found me easy on the eye.
(“Serge, not that kind of fan.”)
Oh.
Nevermind.
AWSOME! All hail the Goodwill Gods!
Hello, Pepper! It’s good to have you here. We’ll have to take N and go thrifting sometime.