How does that work, the stuff factor?
I take 20 dollars, go to St. Louwie and buy a clock, a curtain, a bed cover, clothespins, a telescope, X mas lights a pair of shoes and still have change. Brother Jan almost didn't get through customs in Chicago because he didn't have enough stuff with him ( and he was a wee-bit wobbly in the legs). I came to to US with 2 suitcases in 1993, I had them packed chock full of" stuff" seed and they all germinated and stayed home and multiplied. Since my stuff is bottom of the barrel quality ( think dumpsterdiving at the goodwill, how low can you go?) I have multiples of everything. And now for the first time in 12 years I have trash pickup, actually, it comes with the house I bought in Hermann. So now it is a relief when something breaks down. Yesssss!!! the breadmachine pooched it, let me try the other one. Great, ah, the washingmachine is shaking the house. "right-on, Uprgrade, upgrade". Hooora,y the tostada baker ( ( Some of the stuff I don't even know what it is, but I have been told that my life is a failure if I don't have it. So sure: "give me two of them thingamajigs))" is smoking and smelling like plastic. "Oh ma, you broke that teapot, thanks! how bout you throw some cups on the floor too and make it a set"? I am a friendly feller, so when people hear about my luxury of stuff removal they want in on the action. It has come to the point that the trash pile is actually taller than the house itself on Monday night. And that brings me to the realization that I need help. There is something wrong with dumpster diving in your own trash (so yes, you can go lower than goodwill dumpsters). So to get "the economy" going again we have to go out and buy more stuff. Can anyone explain that to me? I think I have done my part in stimulating I doubled up on all my stuff, it's your turn to go and stimulate something.
Some stuff is crucial, but not very much. Right now I think little things like airplanes are important to get my mother back to me. Ma missed the egg hatching by one day, and I miss my ma after one day. They are peeping again, in the first incubator (because of course I have two of these too).
Pieter Los, born in Scotland, raised in the Netherlands, lost in the USA. .