pyrex and prufrock.

the trouble with me is that i am bored. i thrift store shop A LOT. i so need a creative outlet or i am so going to go completely and totally mad in the house i have just bought by myself, on my own. i am sad. i feel alone, different. ugly and gross on the inside. Other People must surely understand the way i am feeling. Other People and the massive junkyard of discarded memories at thrift stores in somewhere, texas.

a blog is born.

here i go.

does it occur to you 500 times a day that you are dying? well, it does to me, hence my pain, my anguish that you are now half-heartedly reading. actually, i’m probably the goofiest, silliest person you will ever meet; i laugh often. thus the irony. more pain. comedy is harder than drama, that’s what actors say. so i thrift. it makes me feel close to people of times past. emotions past. people’s lives. past. now present. i’m holding it or hunting it. why i take comfort and refuge in these cast aside belongings is a goddamned mystery to me. only child. raised in small town. college. moving, moving. drinking. stopping. child. husband. move. divorce. you know, the same shit everybody goes through. i know i am not unique. but the things i find at thrift stores are. like, for example- the Pyrex Find. in the right colors and shades the Pyrex Find is the one of the biggest a seasoned thrifter can achieve. conditions must be right: no cheating. must be found at a low-level thrift stores, i.e., goodwill, salvation army, weird looking store in a small town that you are just passing through to get someplace else. price has to be really cheap or really reasonable. large yellow pyrex mixing bowls become a coup. oblong turquoise refrigerator containers priced at $1.99 are purchased in a dream-like state, the find is so rare. no ebaying. cheating. like going to DWR to get a herman miller shell chair. NO! that is not the point, that is not really the point at all. i’m looking for the point. do i dare to eat a peach? i am searching for the meanings, for the past and future lives of these things i seek out. who knows what -if anything- i’ll find. i’m looking, though, that’s for sure. 

© littlebrownbutterfly

6 Thoughts on “pyrex and prufrock.

  1. I have measured out my life with coffee spoons…
    lovely.

  2. have you tried Micanopy?

  3. I love Pyrex too…but I cheat sometimes.

  4. This made me laugh Lisa, I recognized several of these peices from my mama’s own collection.
    She bought them new before we were born, to match her Turq. kitchen!! She is not a collector just an OLD PACK RAT!

  5. This reminds me of how I used to feel about vinyl LPs. In the 90s, I became obsessed with used record stores and parking lot sales and such. To find a pristene mono copy of Sgt. Pepper or a quadraphonic Dark Side of the Moon in a $1 bin was like heaven. Paying top dollar on ebay was no fun at all.

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