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- Jun 9, 2005
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I was having one of those terrible, no good, very bad weeks; the kind where getting up in the morning was a chore, and going to bed at night was another long battle with insomnia. Things downright sucked, school-wise (I'm in my final year in university and preparing my fine art thesis project and batting heads with the art establishment over it - don't ask, you don't want to know, and I WILL tell you...)
Anyways, I needed a pick-me-up, and what's better then stopping into the local Value Villiage on the way to class? Though OF COURSE, you NEVER find anything, so it was more a carless whim then anything else. I still had a few momments to spare, so in I went.
The toy isle was full; it looked as though I was in luck, at least they had stocked recently. I looked through the bags absent mindedly, carfully manovering around the lady and her big cart which was parked right in front of the racks. It was all the usual suspects, McD's toys and barbie dolls and random uninteresting action figures dejour...and then
... and then...
... HAIR.
You know it, you know it when you see it, you know every pony collector is looking for it when we're checking bags. You know in all reasonbility it could just belong to some funky doll or heaven forbid a fakey, but you gotta dig it out anyway, you gotta find where it's coming from... and...
..and...
... and it was PONY HAIR!
There was a bag of ponies, a BAG OF PONIES! Not just one pony in a bag, as has so often been the case and so far and few between, but a FIVE PONIES IN A BAG!
I could hardly believe it as I turned them over and over in my hands, allready rushing towards the cash as my street car was visably rumbling down the street towards my stop. I paid my money and got there in time, and found a seat. Then I began to look at the ponies again...
the first one....
GLORY!
Glory! Of course, becuase everyone needs a token Glory to add to the others in thier trade bin. Becuase you need hoards of Glories so they can start there own sect, and wage war against the hoards of SS Buttons that also seem to mulitpling. But at least it was a pony. And she had company. It was....
....
...
... GALAXY!
Becuase, every little girl loves pink unicorns, and you can't get pinker and lovilier then a Galaxy. She's a nice pony, even if she dosn't take a good scan. I suppose we can't all be photogenic...
.... next in the bag...
....
oh!
....
... BONNIE BONNETS!
Wow, how did this happen? A typical run-of-the-mill pair of ponies in typical "well loved" condition, and here, swimming in the bag is a near-mint TAF? Look at those curls! Really, that's an odd find, purely on the grounds of chance.... but wait... who's the next pony.....
....
...
eep!
...
....
... it's HOPSCOTCH!
Okay, now I'm dumbfounded! I've never found a "forgine" pony at a thrift shop, in all my years and years and years of collecting. Never! And like Bonnie, she's in nice condition. Lovely! Now what are the odds of that?! When you consider the odds of finding any pony, it's pretty astounding. And wait, there's one more....
....
... oh, look, she's wearing a dress, how cute
...
she's off white, rainbow hair, AH-HA! it MUST be UK Confetti, to go with the Hopscotch, that would make sence, huh? I mean, after finding theses ponies ANYTHING would have to be possible...
...
.... wiat....
.... her feet are pink?
... and they say....
.... Italy?
...
.... eek!!!
...
It's ITALIAN PARASOL!!!
That's right, and that's that! Five ponies in a bag, and one of them even turned out to be Italian. Go figure; I know I can't, lol!
They all need bath, but I will have fun doing that this weekend. What a great find. The Italian is definatley a keeper, but the others should go up for grabs as soon as I get them tidied up.
This just goes to prove that ANYTHING is possible when you walk into a thirft shop, included a bag of five ponies - including a TAF, a UK, and an Italian - and all for $2.99.
The pony gods are smiling
Anyways, I needed a pick-me-up, and what's better then stopping into the local Value Villiage on the way to class? Though OF COURSE, you NEVER find anything, so it was more a carless whim then anything else. I still had a few momments to spare, so in I went.
The toy isle was full; it looked as though I was in luck, at least they had stocked recently. I looked through the bags absent mindedly, carfully manovering around the lady and her big cart which was parked right in front of the racks. It was all the usual suspects, McD's toys and barbie dolls and random uninteresting action figures dejour...and then
... and then...
... HAIR.
You know it, you know it when you see it, you know every pony collector is looking for it when we're checking bags. You know in all reasonbility it could just belong to some funky doll or heaven forbid a fakey, but you gotta dig it out anyway, you gotta find where it's coming from... and...
..and...
... and it was PONY HAIR!
There was a bag of ponies, a BAG OF PONIES! Not just one pony in a bag, as has so often been the case and so far and few between, but a FIVE PONIES IN A BAG!
I could hardly believe it as I turned them over and over in my hands, allready rushing towards the cash as my street car was visably rumbling down the street towards my stop. I paid my money and got there in time, and found a seat. Then I began to look at the ponies again...
the first one....
GLORY!
Glory! Of course, becuase everyone needs a token Glory to add to the others in thier trade bin. Becuase you need hoards of Glories so they can start there own sect, and wage war against the hoards of SS Buttons that also seem to mulitpling. But at least it was a pony. And she had company. It was....
....
...
... GALAXY!
Becuase, every little girl loves pink unicorns, and you can't get pinker and lovilier then a Galaxy. She's a nice pony, even if she dosn't take a good scan. I suppose we can't all be photogenic...
.... next in the bag...
....
oh!
....
... BONNIE BONNETS!
Wow, how did this happen? A typical run-of-the-mill pair of ponies in typical "well loved" condition, and here, swimming in the bag is a near-mint TAF? Look at those curls! Really, that's an odd find, purely on the grounds of chance.... but wait... who's the next pony.....
....
...
eep!
...
....
... it's HOPSCOTCH!
Okay, now I'm dumbfounded! I've never found a "forgine" pony at a thrift shop, in all my years and years and years of collecting. Never! And like Bonnie, she's in nice condition. Lovely! Now what are the odds of that?! When you consider the odds of finding any pony, it's pretty astounding. And wait, there's one more....
....
... oh, look, she's wearing a dress, how cute
...
she's off white, rainbow hair, AH-HA! it MUST be UK Confetti, to go with the Hopscotch, that would make sence, huh? I mean, after finding theses ponies ANYTHING would have to be possible...
...
.... wiat....
.... her feet are pink?
... and they say....
.... Italy?
...
.... eek!!!
...
It's ITALIAN PARASOL!!!
That's right, and that's that! Five ponies in a bag, and one of them even turned out to be Italian. Go figure; I know I can't, lol!
They all need bath, but I will have fun doing that this weekend. What a great find. The Italian is definatley a keeper, but the others should go up for grabs as soon as I get them tidied up.
This just goes to prove that ANYTHING is possible when you walk into a thirft shop, included a bag of five ponies - including a TAF, a UK, and an Italian - and all for $2.99.
The pony gods are smiling
