Country Music in the Back Room. Eff Off.

Okay. So, the radios at the thrift store get SHIT for reception. The only thing that was coming in today was country. A horrible country channel, where every dude was singing about chicks in short jean shorts and did they wanna get with them. And women who I'm guessing at some point must have been wearing short jean shorts, got with a dude, and burned them.

For fack sakes.

I was stuck alone in the big back room with Mount Clothesmore, hanging up groovy things to put in the store. But shit. Country songs that go on and on in terribly predictable ways. Drinking, Trucks, Love, Hate. 

And the effing TWANG. What is UP with teh effing TWANG that every country singer sings with. There is no way in hell all of those singers were born and raised in a place where that TWANG is part of their natural speaking pattern.

Have you ever heard Sting sing? That dude is british. Oh, how about David Gray? Listen to those guys sing. They NEVER have an accent slipping in their sing-song prose.

I live in Canada. There are people who were kids in my town, who would have been exposed to more French accents than anything else... They go off an record country songs, and BOOM. Effing TWANG.

Da Fuck. I'm serious. 

Anyway, by the end of the day being stuck in the back sorting clothing, I was singing along to that shit.

Complete with false Twang.

Bullshit.

Grace.

Summer is Busy as Tits.

I live in cottage country. We rely on the money from the TOURISTS in the summer (And in winter, we rely on the money generated by moving ridiculous piles of snow... but I digress.)

So, I haven't made a post in ages. Also, my hosting was expiring. I got my domain and hosting through a godaddy special. Hosting was, like, A-buck-fifty for the year. I get my renewal notice, and it's OVER A HUNDRED BUCKS. Bastards.

So, I just (like, JUST) transfered all my entries that were on the wordpress blog hosted there over to Blogger. As it's FREE. Renewing the domain (so I could point it to blogger.) was about $17 Canadian.

THAT I could afford. As I had some PayPal cash.

Riveting shit. I know.

Anyway. I had held off on more blog entires, also, because I wasn't sure I was going to continue. I mean, I'm all about the positive affirmations and shit, and this blog is ranty and sometimes ugly and definately an asshole. How can I manifest all the POSITIVE ABUNDANCE If i'm swearing and being a jerk?

But then I had the urge to write a blog about how many VHS movies I watch in a day at the Thrift Store, and I knew I'd miss it. I also created some hair art in the shower a few days ago, and thought "I really do need a place to SHOWcase this effing brilliance."

So. Give me an awkward moment to breathe. There will be more pics of epic Thrift Store shit, and Conditioned Hair Art! Summer is almost over, the tourists will be gone, and I will require entertainment.

Grace.