A couple weekends ago I was fortunate to attend my favorite biyearly event, Specific location shall remain undisclosed due to personal unwillingness to blow up the spot! Lets just say it’s damn close to heaven on earth and every year I find all the junk I never dreamed I wanted. Twenty dollars will buy hours of entertainment sifting through the detritus that pours out of the nooks and crannies of Washington State. My equally junk obsessed friends and I shacked up down the road overnight in an A-Frame room that seemed to have formerly been a house of God, stained plastic and all. My haul included a coyote tooth necklace, a beautiful long grey fox tail, lizard cowboy boots, a pocket knife, some grimy old antlers held up by a leather string and a whole helluvalotta fun.
Check out the flicks from a collection of beer cans that I neglected to buy (why?!), a beautiful red truck, my buddy Greg scoring a cold soda from a Pepsi machine that still looks decent (sorry Arnell- new Pepsi ew!), and my other dear friend Angie in a sweet red motorcycle jacket that was too big for any of us. Oh and that’s me sitting on a bear’s lap (Bears are one of my favorite animals besides foxes, lions, and elk).
Somehow become friends with me and I might invite you next year!