Hey myspace cadets, I know it's been a while!
My grandfather, after seeing the turn-of-the-century bottles in my trunk, now calls me the female Indiana Jones. My March obsession of sea glass hunting turned into my April obsession of bottle digging, just like I used to way back when I lived in Sterling. Last weekend Ramy and I dug this 4 gallon crock out of the Moosup River.
Yes, there's money in it. I'm doing it for the thrill, the history, and if I get lucky, some extra cash. Plus I have an artsy idea with all the embossed glass shards I've been finding. So I collect broken glass. Call me crazy, but just you wait.
Lots more details and pictures at
http://mannequinreject.blogspot.comI post regularly on that blog, maybe I should crosspost to here, livejournal, and facebook?
I had a nasty bout of food poisoning again this week. Second time in two months, but this one isn't going away as easy.
And I have 113 friends on myspace...surely one of you out there knows how to mount a bike rack to a compact car? --bats eyelashes-- It's one of those that straps to the inside of a trunk, for a car, not an SUV or something. Ramy and I are just confused to high heaven and some help would be a blessing. We bought the rack from craigslist for $10 and the old lady we bought it from couldn't find the directions.