Salvation Army, Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio with Emily Bernstein. Helping her shop for her shop. I've helped with some decision making, found a couple pairs of pants. I'm walking away with a pair of red macramé flats. 50 cents. Nice. If I never wear them I'll just give them away. Maybe Marie Whitman. I've had to stop myself a couple of times. If I bought every neat coat I ever found, I would be in sure trouble. It's really a gamble whether or not thrifts will have leotards or dancewear this time of year. Note: start taking staplers to thrifts for the sake of switching tags.
We stop at Miss Jane's for food. Local vegan place on main st. easy to pass up it's in a 3 store front plaza. I think that Chris guy sells his hemp stuff here. Both get a 7 dollar macaroni w/lentil chili. 4 dollar kombucha. So much more money than I should spend saying as how I have no idea if that mural gig's ago. The hot sauce is fucking hot. And the lady behind the counter isn't very nice. In fact, unfriendly. Nobody else is here. Eclectic furniture. Probably for bargain prices. I'm pretty bothered actually by the put-offness of this counter lady. But what can you do? Nothing... you can spend 11 dollars on a meal. Emily shakes her kombucha. It doesn't explode much. The place gets awkward. The kind of awkward you can cut with a knife when the music goes off and isn't started again. I wonder what kind of busines this place does usually. This town reminds me of the Pennsylvania town in "The Fabulous Stains", especially a day like today, super overcast, cold, a little fleck of snow here and there. Venetian blinds.
The shift changes. Heavy hippie woman with her long long wavy hair and droopy purse. It happens!
Checkout line at cash register 6 at "Village Discount Outlet" on E. Waterloo. Emily waits in line to buy some pinstripe shorts. A dad tries desperately to get his kid to stand up and "get off the floor" the little rebel looks like a rag doll. So called "collectable" clothing items hang on the walls. Hooks surrounded by gray scratches the product of someone with one of those hook sticks with really bad aim. I can see it now.
11PM - Happy Hound. Henry Abbot DJs modular synth music. I buy a coca cola. Girl talks to him. Man I learned her name last week but cannot remember. She graced our house once. I think it was back during the one Hydra/ Teen Wish show. Wearing freakishly short shorts. Last week it was Felix the Cat, this week Miss Betty Boop plays on the screen. Bonnie is not working the bar tonight, so I paid for the coke.
