...Like postcards...
....Old matchbooks...
...Fifty-year-old bottles of "My Sin" and pink nylon slips...
You know, the stuff that's easy to carry to the car in 105 degree heat.
But someday I'm going to make a grand show of it: I'll drive up to the flea market at 6 am in a
U-Haul truck with two brawny guys. We'll cart off all those things I really wanted to buy but didn't because they wouldn't fit into the back of my old Mercedes station wagon. (And I didn't have room in the house anyway. ) ... Someday...
Happy Weekend everyone. It's the third Sunday of the month, which means Long Beach and then coffee at Chuck's! See you Monday!