WHAT COMES AROUND GOES AROUND Dec 5th 2011. By Leighton Kelly Well the Black Saturday yard sale of the century was a great success so much so that we all told ourselves that we’d do it again next Saturday! then we woke up the next day and laughed in the faces of our stupid thoughts. you know how hard a yard sale is to do? i mean.. no body thinks its hard.. i mean, whats hard about throwing a bunch of old junk out on a table and selling it for money? and listening to music and eating great BBQ and drinking hot toddies? well, brain, i guess you overlooked all the Logistic AGAIN ya dumb idiot. even tho i sold hella shit it seemed i have more suitcases filled with old junk than i had before! hence the great idea of next Saturday doing it again. but the cleaning up and sorting thru old memories and all that jazz is just a bit too much. we were thinking once a month tho. cuz it was hella fun and just turned into an amazing party with a bunch of rad people giving me money and for what? all my old treasure i cant rationalize keeping anymore. i dont even want to think about what i sold cuz my brain isnt rational when it comes to being sentimental. it gets all hurdy gurdy and is all “bwaaaa” and “schmu schmu” and even goes all french bread about special treasure. SEE? what rational mind says shit like that? cant live with it cant use it for zombie bait.. yet. 2012 is just around the corner. 

WHAT COMES AROUND GOES AROUND

Dec 5th 2011. By Leighton Kelly

  • Well the Black Saturday yard sale of the century was a great success so much so that we all told ourselves that we’d do it again next Saturday! then we woke up the next day and laughed in the faces of our stupid thoughts. you know how hard a yard sale is to do? i mean.. no body thinks its hard.. i mean, whats hard about throwing a bunch of old junk out on a table and selling it for money? and listening to music and eating great BBQ and drinking hot toddies? well, brain, i guess you overlooked all the Logistic AGAIN ya dumb idiot. even tho i sold hella shit it seemed i have more suitcases filled with old junk than i had before! hence the great idea of next Saturday doing it again. but the cleaning up and sorting thru old memories and all that jazz is just a bit too much. we were thinking once a month tho. cuz it was hella fun and just turned into an amazing party with a bunch of rad people giving me money and for what? all my old treasure i cant rationalize keeping anymore. i dont even want to think about what i sold cuz my brain isnt rational when it comes to being sentimental. it gets all hurdy gurdy and is all “bwaaaa” and “schmu schmu” and even goes all french bread about special treasure. SEE? what rational mind says shit like that? cant live with it cant use it for zombie bait.. yet. 2012 is just around the corner.