Booze, Crackheads, and Thankyouverymuch

Here’s the offers I’ve received since two days ago-

• -Money. From “One dollar,” to “Five dollars each for some of them,” money has been a pretty common theme. A quick reiteration, though: no money. Oh- and One Dollar Guy? You’re a douche.
• -Wine. However, upon reciept of photos of the win, it turns out that what was being offered was actually Amarula, a tasty cream liquor that is flavored with some African fruit; Remy Red, which I don’t know what it is; and a Reisling. This is currently in the lead as it involves drinking (read: sinning), and therefore bars. A picture:

That Remy looks hangoverriffic!

• -Electronics equipment that a) isn’t fun and b) I don’t know what it is.
• -Irish cereal and crisps.
• -An unused five blade Hunter Vista Ceiling Fan with reversible blades in either painted white or natural blonde wood finish.
• -A Nikon coolpix 700 Digital camera w/8mb & 128mb flash card, cables, software, and carrying case.
• -An antique Singer style-mate #347 sewing machine and fold-out work station-table.
• -A Fossil Blue Diving Wrist Watch w/matching stainless steel wrist band.
• -A Watorford Crystal Boutique Shaving Razor.
• -A Bissell ‘Little Green Machine’ portable upholstery steamer.
• -An authentic Original Green Lava Lamp from the early 70’s.
• -More Cheese.
• -Karma- this is pretty common, actually. While I love the idea that life is a game of points, I can’t really imagine how I would trade up with karma.
• -Unspecified books.
• -A weight gym, and,
• -A mountain bike.

I still haven’t decided on anything, although like I said, the booze is prolly in the lead.

A quick set of that you’s to the people that have been linking to me- fleshbot, fark, uniquedaily, cruel, frycookonvenus, and thesunmachine. Also, it turns out that my neighbor started a blog the same day I did: 16thandMission. He’s filming the junkies and crackheads at the pee-smellingest BART stop in the city with a digital camera jammed into an empty sugar box. Good fun. Like Dave Chappell if Dave was more fascinating, less funny, and being inexpertly filmed at waist level from inside a box of sugar. Fucking rad, yo.

I’m kind of nervous about my first trade. I figure it has to be something hyperdope to keep everyone’s attention the same way that 120 porn DVDs have. What do you think that weighs? I don’t have a scale… But just in case everyone forgot to keep their eyes on the prize, here’s another picture. This is what it all looks like when organized into two grocery bags.