The Purple Witch & Old Books at the Thrift Shop
I've woken up at the purple witches house, and I'm trying to leave, in the foyer I'm sorting through piles of purple knickers, bras, looking for my stuff, I'm pretty sure I know what happened but I can't remember a thing, for the best I'm sure. Leaving her house it's the same as a hundred others, high in a suburb in Vancouver-not-Vancouver or Calgary-not-Calgary, a short way on I realize I could never find my way back to her, but then why would I?...
**(note - purple witch is someone I encounter almost daily in real life. There is 0% chance I would find myself in her bed...so, the curious life of dreams, that puts you in bed with people you'd never consider for that purpose...)
the Second: That I'm in an old run down thrift shop with (??), and they've just received a big lot of old books. 200 year old musty tomes, thick leather bindings, parchment pages, and I'm looking through them, some are blank, or are filled with curious historical fancies and type, I'm enchanted, picking them up and looking through them, one - has recently been repurposed, it's blank pages filled with thick impasto acrylic abstract paintings, another, blank pages, flipping through it, then an interesting article, ...
I'm filling my arms, there's another pile of books, oversized, like atlases, and one, titled "Wiser's History..." is priced at (???) I'm surprised at how some are free and others expensive...
...and looking for one I set down am discovering that no sooner do I pick them up then they are disappearing from my grasp...
I run into Christopher, who's looting the 25 cent bin, curious little things, sorted for him and me....
I'm going now to check-out, look in the glass case at the checkout for any interesting watches, and this tall, angular wavy-haired redhead seeks to block me, gets in front, spreads her legs and bends over the case, she's blocking me, deliberately, maliciously,
...and I'm pissed and because she's tall she's leaning a great deal over the case and so I position my legs between hers and spread them and now she's trapped, and she's getting angry and lecturing me about her "5th Amendment Rights" and now I've done it, confronted the store Karen....
****weird dreams, the frequent waking due to the cold means that I remember them more often, but not all of them, merely a few cycles. Upon waking the phrase was stuck in my head "Lux in Arcana",
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Healing with Fairies and Angels...
Today, unpacking garbage at the thrift shop, a whole selection of Tarot decks, "Healing Angels", "Healing Dolphins", a "homeopathic" remedy kit, the money people will spend to avoid a trip to the doctor, and - are they all here because she got better, or ????. What kills me is how many of these are written by "Doctors" - eg: "Doreen Virtue Ph.D." - the "credentials" apparently make for a better Tarot Deck (I doubt this, I'm rather convinced they make for a worse doctor...).
Anyways, from there to pack up the couch, joyous relief to the friend who gave me shelter, trying to look a bit sad, but, really, it's been too long and well overdue. I've gathered far too many "mixed media" supplies, which are all taken and packed into the locker, toiletries, prospecting supplies, clothes (too fucking many clothes!!!!) into the car, and I'm ready to begin another season. I need to find a place for my clothes, another locker even, this is ridiculous, far, far too much baggage for an adventurer such as myself. Far more than I could carry down the mountain, which is what counts anyways. But solutions will shortly present themselves, I'm sure.
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Another Preposterously large Australian Gold Nugget worth $160,000 US
I like that from the outside it was almost completely unremarkable, yet when he picked it up and broke it in two...
Link: https://www.bbc.com/news/world-australia-65095925
Honestly, this isn't news, what's news is that he bent over to pick it up. Australia is filled with preposterous happenstances like this. It just takes a hard working Aussie to bend over.
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Car Shopping
Mission #1, working, Mission #2, find a car. Recruit Chris to drive me to Kaslo, where rumour has it there's a 4X4 for $750.00.
Chat to the guy, it needs brakes, has a bent suspension rod, needs a windshield, battery. Small things, all in all, so if that's it then for $1000 I'm off and to the races.
We get there, it's in "upper Kaslo", which sounds posh - lots of beautiful, big old houses, perfectly preserved from the day when everyone had a 5 bedroom gingerbread mansion with gables and large porches and verandas...
It's quite pretty, really, spectacular even.
But ... it's in "Lower Upper Kaslo" which is the area where somewhere in the 80's or 90's people began building houses on the edges of the stately historical properties, and then began filling their yards with cars and parts cars and more parts cars...
It's nuts, really. Poor people in their vulgar shacks with their assortment of junk cars, snowmobiles, boats, motorcycles, all of which are without plates and in various states of dismantling...
This vehicle, we get out to look at it. Rusted through and through, but I don't particularly give a damn about appearances. The windshield is indeed smashed, we take it for a test drive. It needs a boost to get started. It's got lots of power, but the brakes are completely gone. Meaning that even if I had a plate there would be no driving it to Balfour, slow as we're going around the neighborhood I can't feel the shoe. And it's pulling hard to the right.
We park and give it a good look over, Chris is hum-ho - he's got a similar, lower end model, but his is in mint condition. This is not in mint condition.
Adding up the damage, $3, $4,000 to get it drivable, another month off the road, and then what? I'm trying to talk myself into it, but the abundance of "Shambala" stickers on the back of it are the final straw, I've seen, know the Shambala crowd and it's pretty unlikely they've ever maintained a vehicle in their life.
His price is dropping, $500? $400? He'll tow it to Balfour for me....
We'll think about it.
And, driving around Lower Upper Kaslo we see half a dozen better cars, some of which appear to be in great condition, all without plates, parked in the forest.
I wonder, how to make an offer on these?
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These trips, they're expensive, having to pay Chris's time, gas, buy him lunch. $120 per failed vehicle attempt could mean I'm out of the vehicle market real quick.
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Today, Kijiji, Facebook Marketplace, find another few vehicles. There's a serial killer styled van in good working order, Creston, $2000. Might be good, a little more room for living. But I'm kind of stuck on the four wheel drive. There's a Jeep, great condition, uphill, $5300, another one in Trail, good condition, $4200, there's a little TJ for $4500, good for the 4WD but no space for stretching out whatsoever....
And there's an old '98 Jaguar, $6500 OBO - great condition, and not at all a prospector sort of vehicle but maybe I should start driving around in something a little more befitting my station...
A Honda CRV, Thrums, $2500 - Thrums, and this is what I'm going to look at today. Having checked my bank account even this is stretching things - but - I don't want to be sleeping rough in parks anymore. Out of town is fine. My preference for Jeep is going to be swayed by finance and the likelihood that Honda probably makes a better vehicle. I'm going to be sensible for a change.
Fingers crossed.
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And, a few hours later and I'm once again a free man. The rest of the day spent getting plates, registration, with nary a penny spare. Now some measure of freedom, to be offset by what I estimate to be approximately 2-3 months to shake the winter's debt.
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