Review # 232: This shopping bag
Monday, November 26th, 2007
Someone left this bag at our store. It’s from a company in Portland, OR, Patty Reed Designs. It’s one of their line of bags called an “insta-tote” because it is collapsable, yet durable. As far as the design on it goes, well, the new girl and I were talking to two different people at the same time about this bag someone left and we each ended our sentence, almost in unison, “It’s hideous.”
I like the combination of black white and red, but it can’t save this design. I’ve never been a fan of the tiny polka dots and they really strain the image here, making my eyes hurt and my brain work too hard. Also, the type says “…girlfriends…” The women pictured hardly seem like friends and I would expect one to tear the other’s eyes out if she wore the same dress as her.
While this is as deep as my critique went, Rachel, the girl at work, developed a great hatred for the bag. She dearly wanted to rip it apart and destroy it. I prevented this, not wanting to have to explain it to a customer who might come to claim the bag. “Sorry, miss, our checker went ferral on it.”
I was just going through my clothes, picking out the ones I’m going to give away, when I came across this shirt. I got it in high school, like a lot of my clothes i should toss, and while I seem to have worn it a lot back then I don’t find myself donning it at all anymore. Is it because it’s out of date? That didn’t stop me in school when it was only 20 years out of date. Now it’s 30 years old, at least. I think the main reason I don;t wear it anymore is because it’s polyester.
I used to wear a LOT of polyester. But now I’m an adult and I work and I do actual physical activities and sweat and stuff, and with it’s lack of breathing quality, polyseter just isn’t practical. Plus this, like my drawings, is another relic from my past that I DO NOT NEED! So, while it served it’s purpose when I was trying to be all non-conformy and stuff in my youth, it’s time to let some bum wear it.


It’s perfect. I got it back in high school when it seemed a lot easier to find cool cheap clothes at thrift stores. I haven’t worn it in over 2 years because I left it in this van I was living in and it got some mold growing on it. Loving it so much, I kept it in a plastic bag away from everything else knowing that one day I would take care of it. I’m sure most of it is polyester. Today was that day. I put on some rubber gloves, sprayed it with Simple Green and scrubbed it im my bathroom sink. I then threw it in the wash.
A long time ago Seth found a hoodie at the bowling alley. He later said I could have it because he didn’t want it and it didn’t fit. We both forgot about it. It snowed in Seattle the last couple of days and Seth gave me a ride home. While looking in the trunk for a brush to clear the windshield, he found the hoodie and tossed it to me. He then proceeded to clear off the windsheild with my umbrella, breaking it. This did not anger me, however, because the hoodie is really fucking sweet.
Holy Shit, God does exist!!! I know this because I can play scrabble online! I made a friend online, as I’m prone to doing once in a while, who mentioned Scrabble. I bought a new Scrabble set a few months ago and have yet to use it. I can’t seem to get any friends to play with me, most likley because I rush home to get on the computer. This is the perfect solution!








