Thursday, June 25, 2009
will I go to hell because I....
The story goes like this. As you know, I am tearing apart house and studio, getting rid of, cleaning, whatever. Its a busy road, and this is a university town and people put stuff out FREE all the time. That is where those 3 fugly chairs came from, and now somebody else can have them.... (like a chair lending library, the streets around here..)
The missus grabbed the fan off a dumpster the other day. It looked NEW. It looked good. I plugged it in this am and the FIRE ALARM went off. Plugged it in again? Fire alarm again.
So I grabbed this junk and put it on the curb. I was sitting here thinking
"should I put a warning sign on the fan???? "Might be dangerous, may cause.....whatever"?"
It is 96 out there, unusally hot and sunny for us and a pickup snatched it before I could finish wondering...
is this one of those sins that will send me to a fire-ie eternity?
Then some lady stops and doesn't take both the matching chairs. She took one of them.
Posted by Gary's third pottery blog at 11:45 AM