In case you are unaware of the Alley Crap series… here is where it started.
I want you all to know that I am highly dedicated to keeping you in the loop with all the treasures my alley provides. And let me tell you there are treasures a plenty this week. I would love to show them to you and offer them up to the highest bidder, BUT my neighbor (the one that provides us with entertainment via his hoarder tendencies and alley gifts) must sense that I want to take pictures of his goods… because I’ve tried 3 different times to get pictures of the stick piles and TINY lawn chair that have taken up residence outside my garage, and each and every time I whip out the iPhone he comes around the corner eying me suspiciously.
I immediately start talking into my phone and glancing around as if I were lost… or looking for my mind, which conveniently I must have left right back inside my house. I then turn abruptly and leave. He is lurking. I know it. He just waits for me to go out there and try to take a picture. He’s watching. Maybe he thinks I’m a rogue, undercover agent ready to bust him for his very public destruction of our alley. I look secret agent. I really do.
You’re totally not intimidated. Whatever.
Anyways, that’s why you haven’t gotten any new photos or product offerings. The End.
P.S. I promise to work on my rogue, undercover, secret agent skills and get you something good. Have a little faith will ya? Or I’ll go back to talking about how to turn your panties into art.
Update: The TINY lawn chair has disappeared. Sigh.
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