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January 5, 2009

Tis the season for a wicked cleanout in the garage. There’s a big old tax deductible donation out by the fire hydrant on 30th if you’re willing to stop and haul it to Goodwill. Two chairs, a red fruit bowl, a few 8 x 10 framed photos of 1960′s fraternal lodge councilmen, leather pillows, they’re gonna put quite a scenario together down at the trailer where you drop ‘em off. Guess I’ll take a photo in the morning. Bet none of it’s left. Totally forgot to take the picture of the pile at the start. Must be cuz of the dry old joint I found while cleaning up.

3 Comments

  1. oh, dry old joint, you make me smile every time I find you.

    Comment by al — January 5, 2009 @ 3:44 pm

  2. Now the junk guy won’t haul his own junk? Wow, we really are in a recession. What’s the deal, you just take the standard deduction on your 1040?

    Comment by Lyle_S — January 5, 2009 @ 6:22 pm

  3. I was looking for my wallet when I found that joint instead. It was quite a day. I saved a bunch of stuff to sell when hard times came, and then they came. No one wants to spend money on a rusty sawzall box when they’re broke, so that plan didn’t work out. Victim of my own Ponzi.

    Comment by Rolston — January 6, 2009 @ 1:32 am

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