More Anti-Bush Stuff = Look Away Now, Mother
Knitters Against Bush: Don’t Unravel Our Rights
Designs on the White House t-shirts
Proceeds go to benefit the John Kerry for President campaign.
While you’re there, check out their celebrity judges — a nice list.
[Both via Awful Cufflinks, where it is another Get Bush Out of Office Week.]
Have you seen Mr. Peebles?
He’s the world’s smallest cat.
News Of The Strange – World’s Smallest Cat Weighs Only Three Pounds
And we thought our cats were cute! 
Librarians Rule
My favorite items from the store:
Bumper Sticker 1.
and
Bumper Sticker 2.
One more item… my favorite 2004 political slogan thus far, posted in the yard of someone awesome in our neighborhood, “No One Died When Clinton Lied.”
Yep Yep.
Fahrenheit 9/11 in Bush’s Backyard
What can I say? It speaks for itself:
Michael Moore in Crawford.
Freaking. Amazing. That is all I have to say.
The Weekend Tales
We watched The Butterfly Effect (awful, but I was sucked in of course) and 21 Grams (very good, but a tad bit depressing).
Yesterday morning we got up and went garage sale-ing, farmer’s market-ing, breakfast-ing at The Omlettry, read-ing at the bookstore, and errand-ing at the market. After that we were very tired and had to take a nap. Then we grilled. We are still fond of the grill.
Today was definitely the exciting day of the weekend. I am very good at being lazy about making things until I have something I really need to do, at which time I focus on the idea of making things. Case in point: I should be reading for my certified archivist exam which I take in 1 1/2 weeks but instead I want to learn to crochet and I want to sew some curtains.
We got up and went to a vintage flea market sale where we bought a $1 print that is now hanging in front of me. It’s a bit tacky but detracts well from the wood paneling. After that, we were on a vintage kick which led us to Room Service where we sat in an outdoor glider and contemplated it’s purchase until I had the bright idea to go to Restoration Hardware to see if the companion glider to our lawn furniture was on sale. Yes, bad consumer me choosing lawn furniture from Restoration Hardware over some from a vintage store. But the vintage glider had a rip in the wicker seat and the Restoration Hardware glider would match the Walton Lane chairs and table that we bought last year.
Well, they didn’t even have the lawn furniture in the store, but while browsing Clint nearly knocked me over when he hit me in the back exclaming, “That’s Evan Smith, editor of Texas Monthly!” Clint never gets excited about celebrities but for some reason he was very excited by Mr. Smith shopping with his family at Restoration Hardware. [Slight aside here to point out that Clint worked at the store very briefly in the first few months that we lived in Austin and apparently during that stint Laura Linney came into the store while in town filming The Life of David Gale. Somehow I think he was more excited seeing Evan Smith in the store. Go figure.] That’s my celebrity gossip for the day.
After the excitement of sighting a local celebrity, we went over to a particular corporate bookstore which shall remain nameless. I normally would choose our indie bookstore or Amazon.com over this option but I had already been to BookPeople the day before and they did not have the crochet book I was looking for. Anyway, I found a couple of clearance deals and purchased them. [This portion of the story will become very relevant in a moment.]
We headed over for some Fire Bowl Cafe (yum!). I ordered a curry dish [this portion too will become relevant momentarily], while Clint had his usual szechuan garlic dish. When I pulled out my $10 bill to pay for my lunch, I had a $20 bill instead. I was very confused since I knew that I had just used my last $20 during the book purchase. My purchase was $9.99 so I received $10.01 back, right?? Well, still confused I thought, “Haha, the cashier messed up and somehow gave me a $20 instead of a $10.” Still trying to figure it out as we waited for our food, I looked in my wallet to count my money. I started the day with $28. I spent $1 on the print, $9.99 on books, and roughly $17 on lunch. I should have been left with no money, yet I had $29. Still confused, Clint asked me what the bookstore receipt showed. I pulled it out and discovered that the poor woman had rung up my $20 bill as a $50 bill. What should have been $10 change became $40 change. Clint called me lucky, while I worried that the poor woman who screwed up would be fired from her job. I decided that I would return to the corporate chain and explain what happened so that the chance of the woman being fired would be off my conscience.
But then I ate my curried tofu. Somehow it escaped me that I have repeatedly read that curry stains the little “o” rings around the brackets on braces. So to my embarassment, I discovered that I had bright freaking yellow “o’s” around my clear upper brackets. So I was feeling very embarassed about facing someone to explain that I needed to return $30 to the store due to a fear of the cashier being fired, knowing that 1) they would think I was crazy for being honest and not just keeping the money and 2) knowing that while speaking my teeth would be glow-in-the-dark fluorescent yellow! So I decided I would just call from home. That way it would be off my conscience and yet I might get away with keeping the $30, which I was sure that the big corporation could afford to lose. I just didn’t want someone to get fired at my gain of $30. So I called from home and they said that yes, the cashier’s drawer had been off and she realized right away what had happened since the $20 was in the $50 slot, and they asked me to return the money to the store but they did not ask my name…
What would you do? I know what I plan to do, but is it the wrong move?
After that, we went to Urban Living to look at furniture. Then we came home and rearranged the furniture in the living room to accomodate a yet-to-be-purchased entertainment center. Consolidation. Shelving. That’s the key to maximizing small spaces.
And I have yet to study this weekend…