Objectified is a feature-length documentary about our complex relationship with manufactured objects and, by extension, the people who design them.

Here’s a link I found where you can watch it online. It a good one.

I just finished reading The Windup Girl by Paolo Bacigalupi. Although this is his first novel, Paolo can really tell a story. It’s set in a not so distant future full of blister rust and genetically engineered new people. Calories are king and corruption is everywhere. A great read.

I’m now going to his earlier Pump Six and Other Stories.

My Dad has been singing the praises of the “Carthage Junk Sale” for weeks now. “Man, they got all kinds of good stuff up there!” Saturday, we finally made the trip to see what it was all about. First we stopped by Big Horn Steak & Fish House‎ for supper. Small place. Great food! The waitress was a teen girl that seemed like she truly wished she was somewhere other than Carthage, Mississippi. “More diet?” was about all she said.
After supper, we headed on up to the Auction barn. Daddy was right, they had everything you could imagine in that place. What they had more of than anything was some ragged ass country people. Nothing wrong with being country but damn, some of these folks looked pretty rough. No teeth. No bra. No soap. Plenty of cigarettes.

For the full effect, turn this up really loud! Check out the guy holding the product. He’s dancing around to help drive up the bid price. Too funny. (Note to self: Stop taking vertical videos.)

We bought:

1 five gallon stoneware crock (for making sauerkraut or pickles) = $21

2 knarled walking canes (one for Naked Paw Paw, one for me cause I thought they were cool) = $3 each

4 boxes assorted greeting cards that hold gift cards (guess what you’re getting for Christmas) = $2 each

1 cool looking garden chair made of old picket fence boards = $9

3 pair leather work gloves = $2 each

We had a really fun time. They sold everything from furniture to Little Debbie’s snack cakes. I was saddened to see they didn’t sell one set of teeth or bras.

Back in the day, I thought I was “good” at video games. One night I was waiting on Trudie so we could go out. She said, “Why don’t you play Mom in Ms. Pac-Man? She likes that game.” I thought I had found an easy target. She graciously insisted I be player one. I got through a few levels with confidence. Mrs. Bobbye kept a straight face and started her turn. After about 20 minutes, Trudie was ready to leave. I had not gotten my second turn. I realized I was being hustled. When we returned later that night, I asked long she had played. “Well, after I rolled it over, I kind of got bored and stopped playing.” Rest in peace, Bobbye Badass. I salute you!

What a sweet little song. I’m pretty sure this is a fan video. It certainly gets better a couple minutes into it. Who cares about the video, just listen to the magic.

I just dropped off Paw Paw’s new girls and he is pretty excited. One thing amazes me about the guy. With all his roughness and long time farmer exterior, he loves baby animals. Kept rattling on about how amazing babies are. It was great.