My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

I’ll go as far as to say, “running a vintage retail shop is an ego trip.” I quoted myself on that. So why am I bringing someone along on an ego trip? I have a partner now. I’ve had a girlfriend for almost four years, but you’d never know it from this blog. You will, however, learn a lot about Jimbo.

Let’s assume he’s better at making money than me. He’s better at charging a fair price is more like it. He has more energy than I do. For the last two months I’ve needed a nap about 6 pm. And would you believe he doesn’t drink? That’s gonna save us thousands right there.

The shop is filling up with the stuff from my garage. It looks good. Old wooden benches, stools and boxes. Steel containers and tools. Old ropes, brass ornaments. That’s what the shop is about.

What will help us survive is that we are at the end of the earth in a small neighborhood full of working families. The dream is we become the neighborhood connection. The strength of my personality is that I like to introduce people. I keep a list in the back of my mind of who’s looking for what and like a living game of go fish I keep watching for the match. It might be people who need a plumber, a small wooden desk or someone to walk their dog. I feel the most important when I connect someone to what they need.

Otherwise, how can a junk shop survive? There’s a ton of free shit on the street corners.