Waiting to Get There. Usually on the A/C/E in Chelsea, New York City.

No one wanted it.         Two half used bottles of hair gloss. Went in a hot minute. Very old but maybe never used make up brushes. Added some half used hair chalk from Etsy and bam. Picked up within hours. Ten people wanted these authentic vintage 1980s sunglasses No one wanted this cute moose. Are you kidding me? It's adorable!   Super hot item alert. 6 giant very old candles. Gone in ten minutes.       No one wanted these brown paint samples. Look, originally I wouldn't have been surprised, but then someone else gave away paint samples so now I'm annoyed that no one wanted mine!   Oooh, these 1950s high heels were a quick hit! Also a hit! Gone in a matter of hours. Someone said they only wanted to Kermit and none of the other knock off beanie babies, or the weird stuffed hotdog. All of a sudden I decided I want to keep the Kermit. So. Stalemate.

We were up in the small town of Hudson for the weekend with Matt and Helen and there was a suggestion to go to a parade. I am always up for a parade.  This parade was, I'm going to say, sparsely spectated. It was like the four of us and ten locals standing on a corner just ahead of the appointed hour. We could hear a little music, but the parade still appeared to be a long ways off. Then someone sees this: it's a bear casually using the crosswalk   We all thought this was really funny. Just some rando bear strolling down main street mid-afternoon. "What?" An old guy we didn't know chuckles, "A BEAR on the street? Whoever heard of such a thing!" Me and my crew all kinda looked at each other because. Yeah. We'd all seen many many bear s on the street. In the other world known as downtown New York City, a bear is a furry, usually not slender gent of a certain orientation. You can always tell it's Bear Week when there's lots of them in leather to...