Everything posted by RDCanecutter
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Walking around and painting the town
I added 4 hexes yesterday in Montgomery for you, O my Master @bernorange
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
Nabbed the goods. They sit in my car until I develop the moral fortitude to unload them. Everything's nicer and looks older than it did in the photos. Table leaves are so thick and dense I bet they'd turn pistol bullets. Surprise mystery previous provenance for some of the chairs is an allegedly super-snobby cousin that I don't really know. (Our mutual ancestor was a friendly blacksmith and inventor who was an admirer of George Washington Carver, so of course 3/4 of us now are lazy fucktwits) But snobby or not, looks like she sells good furniture for cheap. Hmm.
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Tipping a valet
Summon all the varlets together to attend to you. Then cast a handful of Sacagaweas in their direction. They'll sort it out.
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ROFL BOX could use your prayers
I just twist back and forth until my wang is wreckin the room like a chimp with a bullwhip. Y'know, in my mind.
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ROFL BOX could use your prayers
Dadgum insurance keyboard peckers have no ideas how actual humans use their hands to do things.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
Cool, y'all. Thanks for the chance to take a peek. After I had some breakfast I figured out I better keep this slow-growing and close to home until I get a handle on how to flip things here. Not saying never, just gotta be careful. I have driven from Alabama to Central Texas to make a sale in the past, and may do it again, but I'm not even a Baby Antique trader yet. More like a fetus.
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Diabetes
That's me every time I visit San Antonio.
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Diabetes
Over-refined carbs are the Payday-Loan offices of the body's needs.
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Diabetes
Wishing you some calmer days buddy. May you look back on this as a temporary blip.
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Cash App founder stabbed to death in San Francisco
Swinging a crowbar ape-shit Somewhere in Louisiana It sounds like 1963 But for nowwww It sounds like heaven
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
Thank you Sah! The online sales money comment is the damn truth. I once paid the bills with eBay selling stuff like collectible toy soldiers 12+ years ago, emptying out the garages of fellow gamer-geek friends. You could occasionally shift a collection for $800 plus profit after sweating blood watching it creep across the country. Most deals were way more nickel and dime. Then eBay had discounts and no taxes where you could turn around and get a gold coin for 5% under melt value if that was your bag, Baby. Supposedly eBay has more sales now than it did then, but it's also got way more sellers. Bigger pie sliced way thinner. I still have a box full of stray widgets from those days. Oughta mix em all together in a bucket, and not skimp on the paté.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
You just reminded me of something a town in Georgia gave my dad back in the 60s. I think I know where that thing is. What's the Statute of Limitations on antique weather vanes? His last few years he thought it would be cool if I took it back to them. Hmm.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
Just threats? Half-steppers.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
You know what, I kinda do. Dm me (or just post here) where you are and what you're lookin to get?
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What the Fuck, UT Austin biology building patio’s ceiling collapses
Death finds a way.
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Русский корабль - иди нахуй
You've been hurt. Perhaps this will help.
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Русский корабль - иди нахуй
My skin was crawling waiting for one of the trainees to let loose a burst at gut level.
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Getting old sucks
Better to be out the money for clean gutters, than out the money for a broken back?
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
I only get up to Tennessee about once every two years, but my impression is that the Alabama side has monuments to science (we like to head-fake people) while the Tennessee side has liquor stores covered in metal bars and underage people lurking about. Go farther north in Tennessee, it gets better. Go farther east or west in Alabama, it gets worse. Fireworks stores seem to be everywhere when the time is right. Kinda off to the NW in Tennessee you can buy Ural Motorcycles with sidecars. My pal who got one says if you replace about half the parts, they run great. Knockoff WW2 BMW clones? Sadly, the Alabama Rest Stop Saturn 1B appears to have succumbed to decades of weather. Maybe Huntsville will build another one.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
The person I'm buying the table from is young, extroverted, tied into happenings down in Montgomery and Selma, and says she has good insurance but could use more money. It'd be a crime not to let her recon furniture deals for me in exchange for cash bonuses. I truck it from the economic glories of 1896 up to the current reality of tech, medical, and aerospace paychecks in the northern half of the state. Now to practice shouting "Fools! FOOLS!" at my other underlings.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
Similar here a few years back with collectible gamer stuff on consignment. The info is vital-- once sold a home-made flimsy "Battle of the Five Armies" pre-D&D fantasy game for 200 bucks. Did NOT see that coming. Thing is, the difference between a collectibles shop and a junk shop is about 8 months in my experience. Good stuff sells, crap stays. Anyway, never got out of the habit of carrying "Jump On It" money in case of seeing diamonds in the rough. We finally got our basement cleared out and properly drained, so suddenly I have the equivalent of a small Hanseatic merchant cob worth of space to play with. As an artist it is impossible for me to do anything like overspending so my mistakes may stay small. Any advice appreciated.
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I Blindly Dive Into Buying and Selling Antiques
Saw a Facebook marketplace ad from friends down in the Alabama Black Belt, where everything is old, selling table and chairs. Look kinda nice to me. Seem like they'd be 500. They only want 250. I jump in. I live next to Mountain Brook, where I bet I could list them for 750, and let folks slap me around down to 500. I generally make my $ at art shows, and am due to get a van this January. Don't need an art van on weekdays. But maybe a furniture van. Something something depreciation. All I know about local antique dudes is they know weird facts, some local history, were raised by vicious but funny grammamas, and are not quite accepted at polite dinner parties. I have naturally acquired many of those traits. There should be a specific question in here, but I am too ignorant to ask it. Do you have any good advice? Anyway, on Thursday I am rolling down there to grab some furniture
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Active shooter thread
I have it on excellent authority that almost every Moore from Alabama is a feckless shithead.
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CEO of UHG Shot and Killed in NYC - WTF is wrong with you New York
What's the hotline number for when you get fucked over by your insurance company? Or maybe the state already regulates against shitty compan-WAHAHAHAAAHAHAA
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I caught the cancer
Learning to handle this insulin combo started out complicated, but now it's just click click click like running function checks on a pistol. Sitting here just grooving on 150 post-huge-breakfast blood sugar. Hell, if it drops more, I could finish that Snickers Bar in the fridge. Much different from yesterday. My legs haven't been quite as Conan-esque as usual so I decided to lean into Old Man Shit and go walk around a big mall for an hour. All good except I saw some Mexican Hot Chocolate, and BAM I was on it like white on rice and had half of it down before I realized I wasn't supposed to touch that much sugar. Spent an extra hour walking more, constantly mixed up about which entrance I'd come in through. Kinda like one of those nightmares with endless rooms. Finally emerged like an addled Morlock into the gray drizzle, and realized I was the entire length of the mall from my car. Staggered through a jumbled landscape never meant for human locomotion with the mindless faith of a leafcutter ant, after 4 false parking lots I heard the car beep. Collapsed inside and was ready to sleep, but lo and behold, eyes focused, brain cleared, and drove home in car-man cyborg mode not testing the speed limit.