I picked up this saying from another art fair artist many years ago. “I just got the skunk out of my booth.” Meaning now that the theoretical, virtual stinky-de-skunky must be gone, my store smelled good enough for people to come in and buy something.
On Monday I was greeted by an email from the wonderful people (or more likely something they programmed) at Etsy. I had my first sale! The skunk is out of my Etsy store!
“Deep Pink Feathers II” went to live in Yuma.
And I figure it must come through someone looking at my website, because I immediately recognized the purchaser as a big fan of mine from Yuma, AZ.
The Etsy store isn’t very ‘big’ at the moment but I have one new painting in there now that I realized wasn’t promised anywhere else, and more coming not only next week, but there will be more next month when I reorganize stock from a couple galleries.
A few weeks ago, this stack of vodka appeared in our local store. For those of you who don’t live in Salton City, you can gather from the size of the aisles how big the store actually is (and it’s the post office too….). Seriously, this is waaay too much vodka for this little beer-drinking town in the middle of the desert. Only one case of the smaller bottles has been consumed so far, and last weekend when the Tierra Del Sol people were here, everywhere ran out of beer and ice. Ideas please on a better/funnier explanation. My first thoughts were:
Vladimir Putin is going to be paying us a visit [with a large entourage, I’m not suggesting he’s an alcoholic].
CVWD (the local water company) keep asking us to cut back on water consumption so to help they are providing us with a cheaper alternative.
This year’s batch has a special ingredient that makes people actually want to vote.
Once we all discover it doesn’t taste quite as good as Budweiser/Coors/PBR/Corona, we’ll just go pour it into the Salton Sea, and the problem of the falling water level will be solved.
The local meth chefs decided to switch to moonshine and ‘acquired’ the bottles.