Once upon a time the mall in Antioch was the hip shit. I know because I purchased basically every Christmas present there between 2000 and 2004. At some point after I graduated and moved to Memphis, the mall fell into some hard times and reported gang activity, and it closed down. Which is pretty surprising; it was a bustling area back in the day. The mall is open again, and it’s rebranded as Global Mall…
I have the strangest feeling that this flyer is missing crucial information. Date, time, general location, check. Warning for early birds, check. General idea of what’ll be for sale, check. Hm.
I know better than to ever try to purchase or own a Dell again. I have known better for YEARS. And yet … I was seduced by high-end specs on special. Okay. The story. Because everyone cares. My parents bought a Dell desktop eleven or so years ago. It was a fairly snazzy machine back in the day, but its innards would be laughable to the average 15-year-old in 2011. I don’t remember how large…
As are we all. In the good way, of course. Aisles and aisles of fresh produce at sane prices. Huge fish. Animal organs. Giant bags of rice. So much hot sauce to choose from. Piñatas! [Project 365]
The weekend I visited my parents for Father’s Day, my sister and nephews and I took a let’s-get-out-of-the-house sashay down to downtown Saltillo (I will NOT admit to accidentally leaving my brother’s giant diesel truck’s emergency brake on during the entire trip, and wondering why accelerating was such a pain in the ass), which included a trip into the Saltillo Landing Cafe/Grocery as well as a peek inside the Robertson family’s antiques store, which I…
I was thrifting with AY-D and Amy on my glorious — and gloriously productive — Saturday off when Amy spotted this little number at that antique shop next door to the Mapco at Central and Cooper. (Gary’s?) $15 brand new. It’s a good thing Amy spotted it because I was too busy following Amanda around while wearing some wooden African sympathy pregnancy belly to notice a damn thing.
Here is how a girl knows she has gone over the deep end into the homeownership bit of adulthood: She gets absolutely beside herself about all the weird and cool and old stuff at Memphis Waterworks and Memphis Market Central. I’m talking ancient doors, crumbly bricks from historic Memphis buildings, enormous church windows, soothing fountains, coppery hardware, the whole bit. I harbor no illusions that I will ever be able to afford anything…
I ordered some stuff from Perpetual Kid recently, and when I opened the box, this is what greeted me, resting atop all those packing peanuts. It gave me a smile.
Tuesday brought much milling about and squirreling away. Pigeon Forge is lined with places you never want to go into but that you always end up buying shit at. Why? I don’t know. It’s some kind of universal law involving the eventual depletion of your checking account. Amber and I were sitting and waiting on the folks to meet us when my mom walked up to us. “Y’all!” mom started, then laughed. “I was going…
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